tarita stretches on silk sheets
eggs aching for his spark of life.
I want to take your seed she sings
and weave your soul new flesh
that your soul and my soul together
may live forever beyond our death.
I sink into your ocean of love he sings
flapping his wings as a hooting owl
and she laughs but five men with guns
surround her house and blast out windows.
naked two young lovers run thru snow
leaping gravestones to hide in a tomb.
black night sparkles as their souls
wind spines in a strand of throbbing love.
fuck me she moans before those bombs
blast our world to smithereens of ash
swirling in hurricanes of weeping joy.