Your Sanctuary

my fallen Angel
s-t-e-a-l-s second glances
as flickering coral flames
becomes second Nature

she tells me things
       she  w a n t s  to do to me

fire after fire
while baThing in acid rain

i tell her things i  w i l l  do to her

engulfing idle bronze Orbs
smolderiNg In lustful su-r-r-ender
d.r.a.w.i.n.g every kinds of fame

i've always been partial to
       a goddess on her knees

- an ucategorized Accord.