Baring Angel

“Look, I hate purity. Hate goodness. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone corrupt.” ~1984~

You’re here, this is where it starts, the beginning you are here meaning that you are a good girl and you are willing to be soiled, violated, and corrupted. Maybe you aren’t a good girl at all and you’re here for want to be bad; I suppose I would believe either.

Let’s start with you being a good girl, apart of me says there is no such thing but the last girls I ever loved, a librarian, Danielle, and last but not least Chrissy were all good girls who felt I dirtied them or maybe I just wasn’t good enough. Being honest I don’t want some slut I want a girl that’s innocent and pure and then being with me well… maybe I just want to be saved and no I don’t do Jesus. For you to be with me, you have to be somewhat corruptible; I have missed so much in life so is it any wonder I want such a “bang”.

If you are already lost like I am, I want to be lost in the darkness together; first being in the bedroom, only flesh to guide us. I want a girl that has no idea, I guess kind of like me and no I don’t mean dumb but lost to this world so that we can make our way together. If anything you must be mad, not angry mad but crazy, there must be darkness but for me there must also be a light in the tunnel… does anyone get that.

You’re here, this is a good start, it means that at the very least you are open to the possibility of being with me, girl meets boy. If you want to be with me though as much as it pains me to say, you can’t just be an angel… fallen angel is perfect or falling.

~Baring Angel~

To love an angel
I cannot do
But if you are able
I’ll love you

Seeing without light
As we become bare
To each other tonight
But do you dare
Touch such a sight
Enter my lair

Flying without wings
Feathers stripped away
Am I your king?
As night gives way
You are everything
Today

Singing without harps
The sound of breaths
Such marks
What is left?
Of lost hearts
And a pretty mess

Resting without clouds
Where are we?
Then and now
It doesn’t matter to me
As long as I’m down
You and me baby

Losing without being lost
Undiscovered
Would you pay that cost?
To uncover
Can you cross?
And me discover

Because I love you
But are you able
To love me too
Bare all, fall angel

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