Venus - Aaron McAndrew

I love you as I love a sculpture Greek;
An art of yore when beauty reigned o’er all.
I love you, love, with all the love I seek;
And if’t be sin, I’ll love until I fall.

Claim me, Venus, in alabaster boughs.
Hold me hostage in your sapphirous eyes.
You’re the means which my libido allows
Itself to feast; my true urge, my grand prize.

Can you not see how I long? How I pine?
I love you more than any woman dare
Or any man confess. You should be mine
To have if fairness made sense anywhere.

Yet, alas, fairness hangs on gallows cold;
And evil resides in your master’s gold.

Red Eyes - Aaron McAndrew

Oh, it runs through my hands, and oh
It trickles down my mouth; ice on fire.
It burns like sin, red like Satan’s pyre.
If it’s yours, let it be mine. Let scarlet flow.

Life and pleasure and sin are red.
We drink each other in until we’re dead.

See, the chalice of my heart’s before you;
I ache to see you flushed and wanting.
Hold the gilted edge to your lips; veins sing.
Drink in my curse, our lust is true.

Life and pleasure and sin’s the key.
We drink each other in until we’re free.

Your skin’s red and slick with passion.
I gave you a sip and you took the rest.
Your teeth graze my neck, my hands claim your chest,
And we have no need for absolution.

Life and pleasure and sin’s all ‘round.
We drink each other in ‘til we’re unbound.

Where the Light Goes - Kathleen Bechtold