Father, Have Your Way With Me

Tie me down and make me beg
But know that I am not your enemy
Won't you believe
I want this for the both of us

So I close my eyes
And his love feels so fucking real
When I dig my fingers in the roots
The morning light shines like his shoulders
And it feels like a humiliation ritual
When he spits down my throat
I come back alive like an ode to the greats
Blood at dusk, whispering
I'm giving myself
Giving myself to him 

I am a body of pleasure
Drinking him like wine 
I lay on the bed waiting to be used
I can't possibly get enough 
It's almost as if I'm insatiable
With my face buried in his armpit
Biting my tongue
Like he ravages the night with his teeth
Oh, his love is brutal
And we're unprotected 
And sometimes
I wish we could be more truthful
Cause I feel helpless in his arms
But he makes me feel safe like the vanitas
On the table of a still life
And I'm just a boy drowning in his love 
So I don't need to make sure my footsteps are quiet 
My thinking is loud enough 

So I come back to the olive tree
By the mountain in my fantasy of us 
And it's a perfect picture of lust
Where I go to dream and to die
Like a ribbon dancing in the moonlight 
The natural way we desire 
Reminds me of this state of affairs 
How I haven't eaten today and I'm cold
How hectic we love, and wither like a rose 
Curse me
Forsooth, I'm nonplussed
And it's ironic, shallow rocks fill me with praise

I am a sinner in ecstasy 
Watching the nightjar's lonely flight
Playing this fruitless role
Love bites mark my neck
In every dream
I dream of this pendulum swing
Romance in a mirror
Shaking in the rain
It's the beauty of a stranger's touch 
Forsaken 
Blood at dusk, whispering
I'm giving myself
Giving myself to him.