In time...
In time requires darkness.
The bleeding candle dripping...
Over such delicate skin,
Pools of dried wax, the warmed, reddened skin, let it lavishly fall over such fine linings.
The aching, throbbing, nature of my pain.
Let the release bring light to all my shame.
Buried within such a deviant as this.
Let it die
As I
As we
Together.
Let us bleed
This need.
Hear you scream
You're more then my disease.
You're my everything.