I’d Like to Taste of Divine
I’d like to taste divine.
Breathe smoke, fire, red flame.
Cover my life with floral, red lace.
Let me taste of your divine,
I’ll let you partake of my fire.
Let me lead, I’ll do just fine.
I’ll let you see, this is pure life.
I’d like to think
That there is no such a thing
Than our sweet divine.
We can be pearls,
Let the rest be swine.
All I need is your divine
To be intertwined with mine.