Ode to the Alpha

Masked Feelings
Be my winter quilt
On the bed of passions
Be the drops of sweat
On my skin of desire
I am a woman baked
In the fire of desires
Be my serpentine prince
Rule my realm of senses
Coax me into your arms
Break me to phoenix ash
Let me grow in you
Like a tender climber

Be the seed raise
In the womb of love
I want you like a jinx
Destroy me to bits
Rise me to shine
In every broken hymen
Embrace me to the depths
Of your multitude cane
Bring me the life
That rains in spring
Hurt me in my knees
And bleed my eyes
Breach my verses
Like a stranger awaited

This wait is beautiful
For I shall meet you
At the horizon
Where you are the sublimation
And I am the symphony.

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