Kiss the Serpent

Your eyes are poison dressed in silk. Your touch is honey turn to

milk. I taste the sin beneath your skin. And fall again

where I've already been. You whisper lies that sound divine. Every word a

shouting line? You smile like heaven, burn like hell. And I drink

from the wish you sell. Every breath pulls me deeper down

to the place where I can't be found. So I kiss the surface

and I don't resist. You're my poison, you're my best. In your arms

I lose control. You breathe the hunger in my soul. Your voice a