By its me
Date: 10 March 2001
...said the fly
ah the nights sweet mist
does cloak me now
with wings of blackest fire
birthed from a heart
bursting forth rivers
of full darkest desire
draw me now
within your web
of closely followed deceit
dance for me this dance
of forbidden dreams complete
come to me my spider
be a candle to my moth
allow me close to striking range
along my tongue find my teeth
for in this tale of broiling lust
where one small mistake
means souls defeat
show me all that makes you queen
and ill introduce you to
what makes me
king
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