June in Her Frost and Fur
The Autumns
Like bitter wish-ing lips
curtains spread
and moonlight breathes
again
poison ever sweetly mends
our hands
opens wounds a new
this scars in the light
drip the warmth of the night
I sip the trick-ing blood
let it coat distended lips
my love
drawing up her countenance
my dear
the truth is never quite so near as in dreams
thirsting gold that gleams
June in spangles
yet frost and fur
curls her crimson lips to purr
Once for the melodies lost and ringing
I sip the trick-ing blood
let it coat distended lips
my love
drawing up her countenance
my dear
the truth is never quite so near as in dreams
thirsting gold that gleams
June in spangles
yet frost and fur
curls her crimson lips to purr
Once for the melodies lost and ringing
Once in the slumber and frost
we're clinging
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