Cover me in honey, sticky sickly sweet.
Pull me
Towards the pulpit, thrumming heat.
Filling full of wanton lust.
dirty
sickly sweet
Veins and tendons, nails neatly cut
Hands sliding all, inside
Gather inky, gritty sin
Broken on a platform slick, consuming all that makes us sick.
Giddy full of glee be we
a little sacrifice am me to be, sticky sickly sweet.
Are we