candescence

King Woman lyrics for DOUBT.

Wrong:

in my childhood

in my lonely rule

in my troubled heart

i have seen something

i know it’s wrong

laying on of hands

demonize a man

fill this place with fear

there’s no great spirit here

so wrong

wrong

wrong

wrong

wrong


Burn:

if your light is dark

how deep that darkness is

you’re living like a loose bolt

spinning at the head

now that you’re glorious death

now that you’re faithless flesh

now that you’re spiritless void

you’re hanging on by a thread

i’m living

so separate

full of hell

judge just waiting

i’m dying

restless youth

full of hell

like i’ve always been

burn after you read

love i cannot keep

only in my sleep

only when i dream


Candescent Soul:

candescent soul

glowing

no water

when i saw your blue heart

longing

forever

you know

what you know

honey honey

burn me alive

sometimes i say

your name

just

to say it

give me

give me

a real high

touch me

like

heaven

you know

what you know

honey honey

burn me alive

burn me up


King Of Swords:

king

of swords

no love

love is gone

you take

away

away

give pain

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

and he takes

and he takes

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

and you take

from my heart

you know

you seem very very far

it’s like i don’t even know who you are

king of swords

no love

love is gone

What was a riverbank

.

I don’t believe in the dappled restraints you say
are the language of sorry paving as a finger
picks at a forehead
a pinnacle a spot of loose blood deepens
into this faint echo of a small boat wrecked on the
south coast of any north faced country


Concrete and wine flows and her Irish accent sits with me
and sings and we walk at night to the sound of men
candescent on red thumping boards and looking for cock
and cicadas
ring in a green moon in the middle of her back


She turns without saying without speaking a word
in any language on any war torn beach across
the water is red is blue is colder than a window
misted with the steam of our coffee and
a bus swerves into a neon barricade of beige

.

She’s a fire starter.
But once
its candescent allures her retinas
and fervidness seduces her skin,
her fingertips slowly forgets
the stirs to manipulate her puppet.
And that is how
she always ends up
combusting herself instead.
Wiped The Mirror Fogged With Ennui

Splintered sunlight
on frosted glass pane,
the steady cascade
of steaming water,
incorrect vision a-blur —
Twas as if a hand swept
over a canvas fresh with paint
and all was blend into one:
pain, bliss, fortune, dismay,
blue, red, smite, caress,
hope, despair, distaste,
effervescence, candescence,
and I, held breath,
wet with wonder,
whence a rainbow ribboned
taut round my blue blood-pump.

Candescent Carnalities

Title: Candescent Carnalities
Pairing: Koujaku / Aoba
Rating: Explicit
Kinks: Voyeurism, Masturbation

Summary:
With nothing left to do but wait for the birthday boy to come home and celebrate, Aoba is struggling to keep himself occupied. When Ren helpfully suggests he follow his lead and take a nap, Aoba finds himself climbing into bed.

Overwhelmed by the scent of the man he’s missing, Aoba’s mind - and hands - begin to wander. 

Little does he know his lover is a lot closer to home.

Notes:
This is my contribution to kouao-week (day 3) and is the hippo’s birthday gift.

Edited by arkhamhorror

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