It's like lighting fire to fake gold.

Red lipstick on a burning soul.

Laying still in a bed of gasoline

You left a match between the sheets.

Your ivory teeth sink into me,

just to taste whats underneath

If i ignite you, can I still put you out?

Scratching fingers down my luring spine.

I never meant to burn you down

but you looked so good against my mouth.

When the only light is just a heated dark,

not even sweat can soothe the spark.