Is But The Kiss

  my lesseing princess
           before you fade
hand up to me
                   your tragic agony of beauty
            my faraway...
   if any old thing
                        we'll find love in one another

                   my dream spilling
  blood swollen little savior
     my weakness and waste of flesh
 o keeper of all that I hold
             secret and defiling
    dear and grisley
           lost and fucking rabid

watch the skies
   as event horizon arrives

  while everything you comprehend
                             to be demons
                                ripping your life apart
                            is but the kiss of Christ
  in your moment of needing
              as you fade