Axiom

Believe in what you can see
 Believe in what you can feel
 Reveal yourself unto me
 Show yourself unto me
 Believe in what you know
 Believe in what you can touch
 Legs agape, stretching slow
 Show yourself unto me
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 The soft wet kisses
 To the mouth of the vagina
 Taste exquisite to me
 I believe that when I die I shall rot
 And nothing of my ego shall survive
 Oh, in thy great name they died
 All must die
 A debt must be paid
 A debt must be paid
 Once the blood dries on the contract
 You can never go back
 All debts must be paid
 We form an unmoving tableau
 Of adorer and adored
 Unsure briefly which is me
 Every thought I ever had
 Dissolves into nothing
 When you take me in your mouth
 Staring into my eyes
 Stretched skin, mesmerizing
 All debts must be paid
 I believe that when I die
 I shall rot