my lady is filled with tempting stars

I follow them blind and eager

her charm swirls in me - a thick yarn

in which I lose my path, beguiled

threading the woods into her sweetest trap

my lord is filled with vicious gleam

I follow it craving and open

for his shadows to crawl under my heated skin

and drink from my heart - a bleeding treat

my lady is made of gossamer and raven feathers

my lord created from night and darkness

my queen loves me buried in her pulsing aura

my king likes me spread on the bed of moss

my lord

my lady

two black moons

two suns in eclipse

two souls drifting in the endless sea

of cruel needs and thirsty longing