kalimotxo

In a word, if i could recount
How you taste on my lips
How deep your scent radiates
warm and lush

You are in every way my Litrona, Kalimotxo
Dramatic of the vine and sweet bubble drips
Over my lips
Thick and bitter and sweet

A slowed dance of flavor
Skin perfumed of the struggles
Of paucity
Of vitality

Straining to make out your deplore
Shaded by strife
But lips make their appeal
Uncompromised, pregnant with revelations

What glamour is this?
What somber sprite has embraced
This fragile frame that can only regard
Your empathy in blushed stupor

Guide me to conceive
Oh master, preceding glimmer
Leering out what fiendish possesion
Grips the hollow fabrication of ones reason; ones heart

Forgive me, dear priest
I can not help but be
Completely enamoured
Smitten by rancorous disiplines..

Read to music on the brain from..

Artist: Autolux
Album: Future Perfect
Song: Angry Candy