Hey you, gender nectar,
sifting through the grain of gold tripping at your door.
Is that you alpha in her blood
and when the woman lies you don't believe her.
Rolling and unrolling coiling emerging running free
running through the underworld into your room
Is he real or a ghost-lie,
she feels she isn't heard
and the veil tears and rages
until her voices are remembered and his secrets can be told
Hey you gender nectar,
crystalline from the vine
you know you'll drink her
Rolling and unrolling, coiling emerging running free
running through the afterworld into your room
So she prays for a prankster and lust in the marriage bed
and he waits til she can give and he waits and he waits
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