
I’ve missed you
coming into my dreams like this
That silver tongue of yours
could cut me
like a summoning
Strip me down
until I’m reveling on wicked knees
My sobs of worship
a benison for your praise

I’ve missed you
coming into my dreams like this
That silver tongue of yours
could cut me
like a summoning
Strip me down
until I’m reveling on wicked knees
My sobs of worship
a benison for your praise
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