Divine Mother
Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:38 am
Divine Mother
Divine Mother,
Won’t you smoke a while with me?
We’ll sing of mornings,
The arc of the sun
In the eastern sky.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you stay a while with me?
We’ll fill our veins
With those ticklish demons we crave.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you lay a while with me?
We’ll talk of tongues,
And tangos and secret bliss.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you die a while with me?
We’ll enter Heaven
With the wings we crave,
Fill our veins with the glow
Of Eden. Sing a while
Of the evening blues.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you melt a while with me?
Divine Mother,
Won’t you smoke a while with me?
We’ll sing of mornings,
The arc of the sun
In the eastern sky.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you stay a while with me?
We’ll fill our veins
With those ticklish demons we crave.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you lay a while with me?
We’ll talk of tongues,
And tangos and secret bliss.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you die a while with me?
We’ll enter Heaven
With the wings we crave,
Fill our veins with the glow
Of Eden. Sing a while
Of the evening blues.
Divine Mother,
Won’t you melt a while with me?