Dean Omori - Stroking a Rose

Digging you a hole
And I don't know where it goes
I'm sharing your love
In a room full of ghosts
And I'm reading your diary
All pregnant with crows
Twenty five years stroking a rose
And when I get hungry
I can smell you aroused
And I go through your dreams
And I'm in them and proud
You were the witch
Who made a king from a man
And I come to you now
With a thorn in my hand
And I swim in the dark
And kiss where you lay
And I lick your womb
Where I was god for a day
I'm feeding on your grace
And it ain't made of man
I gave you a rose
You took a thorn from my hand
We stand and make love
And you droppin' your page
And I smell your mouth
All breath and rage
I can feel you in utero
Ravished in pose
Sentenced to love
For stroking a rose
You breathing in the word love
You climaxing the word fuck
I've been shown the art of love
You breathing in the word love
You climaxing the word fuck
I've been shown the art of love

Written by:
Dean Omori

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