she walks among stars as gods bathed in blood
her bosom maggots feast
her eyes an enchanting promiscous carnelian culmination
such as one can't resist
a silent epitaph belies a deadly kiss bliss
untill nothingness
you surrender
for death is sweeter than water
gold sex and taxes
drink ye up lads and lasses
for her love discriminates not
fill ye bowels of concupiscence
and prepare to meet
my queen