Crown Yourself in Roses "That’s the thing about the Crow eyed women With their lips bedecked in otherness You might think for a moment...

"The path beyond the open eye, Swollen tides salt heavy and rich Traveller you are called home Meet me at the tail end of nowhere ...

The bitten lip That moment of unyielding need Tantalising Swollen with longing Timeless in the mist of wanting Venom in the first...