Seduction
By Nick Gisburne
Did you fall from the sky, or from heaven?
Cos the landing has damaged your face
We belong, don't you see?
You're the V to my D
I'm a star, you're a black hole in space
Are you weary? You run through my daydreams
Like a weeping sore doctors can't clear
Every passionate breath
Reeks of festering death
Mixed with waves of tobacco and beer
Oh but surely you must be a princess
Yours are lips only frogs dare to kiss
And the swell of your chest
Chicken fillets, possessed
What's that stain on your leg? Is that piss?
I feel breathless to stand in your presence
It's the gag reflex making me choke
Where the sea meets the sky
Love may sink, it may die
But there's no chance I'll do the breast stroke
You're like gravity, pulling me closer
A pink planet with sweat-rings and feet
We're perfection, a pair
Big tattoos, facial hair
And your eyebrows don't end, they just meet
Have I seen you before, in the movies?
But I thought Boris Karloff was dead
You're exotic, unique
Like a broken antique
And your teeth don't quite fit in your head
A great artist should capture your portrait
He could straighten the bend in your nose
You're a picture in paint
Orange skin, strangely quaint
Did you spray on that tan with a hose?
In your eyes I see smouldering secrets
Deep and dark, like two piss-holes in snow
Hear my promise, my pledge
Let's live close to the edge
Of a cliff and... whoops! Over you go
So you fell off the bus, not from heaven?
I'm so drunk I can't make out your face
I'm not fussy you know
Here's the taxi, let's go
Thirty seconds of sex at my place
And a week of regret and disgrace
11 сен 2024