Aboriginal Daughter
by Hot Lizard Boy
When she unfurls her fingers against my skin
I feel a slow flame
A many-wicked candle with burning tongue
kindling flesh on flesh
And I lose myself in her power
This aboriginal daughter of Mother Earth
Swallows my control and conquers me
And I, though evolved 30,000 years into her master,
Willingly give up my kingdom to this lover of man
When she makes me into a god
I feel a slow flame
A many-wicked candle with burning tongue
kindling flesh on flesh
And I lose myself in her power
This aboriginal daughter of Mother Earth
Swallows my control and conquers me
And I, though evolved 30,000 years into her master,
Willingly give up my kingdom to this lover of man
When she makes me into a god
Copyright © 1999 by Hot Lizard Boy
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