Hey you, gender nectar,

sifting through the grain of gold tripping at your door.

Is that you alpha in her blood

and when the woman lies you don't believe her.



Rolling and unrolling coiling emerging running free

running through the underworld into your room



Is he real or a ghost-lie,

she feels she isn't heard

and the veil tears and rages

until her voices are remembered and his secrets can be told



Hey you gender nectar,

crystalline from the vine

you know you'll drink her



Rolling and unrolling, coiling emerging running free

running through the afterworld into your room



So she prays for a prankster and lust in the marriage bed

and he waits til she can give and he waits and he waits