Up In The Rafters Lady Lamb

I want to love you like the monster loves a flower
Disarming as a bird flying backwards
And my heart is a pomegranate
And how long have I ached for your hands on my stomach?
I want to love you like the monster loves the flower
Tenderly
I want to know you like the clock knows the hour
I want to see you with both my eyes forward
In the fields of rye and up in the rafters
Hungrily

And oh, to know the nape of your neck:
It would be the length of my whole self
To swoon if for to stretch beneath a fleshy ground
Peacefully

Into a blood-red sea
In the wax of a whale
Oh, meet me down there, deep down
Where I am dark and pale

This longing I inherit, how it makes me shameful
This armor how I wear it 'till I can no longer
And all the while in your blue so sallow
As bitter as the snake that craftily crallows
On the cracked tongue of the quake in the shadows
Silently