#zigote

Nothing to block this, this eternal instinct The shape of a bloody mouth and an eye that peels pretence The only flesh I will eat, the only thing I can give away Sliding on lotion Freedom thru' motion I close on things I've never known before To mould in a way so old, we rip an outline in red The elements our bed I am yours for you and your sores Slide in lotion Freedom thru' motion Surrender to an instinct arcane We're animals, animals in animal skins Closer to a secret enlightened thru' the insane A touch of lips on honeysuckle hips