Tales Of Innocence
Gitane DeMone
We were swollen lanterns of prey
Lighting the way for hunger to feast
Our firm young skin free to befoul
Caressing intrusion of the beast
Bodies like toys bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice
Wiping my body never again clean
Guilt bleeds from taste of my sin
In my shame are memories of passion
The one thing of pleasure within
Bodies like toys bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice
No flowers to spare, she gave herself them
And when she returned she was, she was
Still still
Bodies like toys bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice
