Vantablack from Still Open by Phil Maye

We're breaking the ice
With methods sent straight from the Earth
The taste of your lips
Answers questions I've had since my birth
I need to touch you
Collapsing right down to my knees
I need to feel your hands tied closed sideways
How deep can you be
I need to touch you

Lost in the dark
Cutting teeth with the strands
Of your vantablack
In a cage in the dark
On my knees begging please baby
That's a fact

Perversions aside you saved my life
Nothing to hide just be my wife
The moment I saw those pretty eyes
I knew that I'd give you all of my time
Our bodies glow and that just shows
How well we fit together
Stormy weather taking me apart
Take my hand and we'll land upon a
Streaming comet and together we'll be
Launching through the dark

• Experimental
• Toronto