Iodine          
             

I need you, I knew I was in danger 
Of losing what I used to think was mine 
You let me love you till I was a failure 
Your beauty on my bruise like iodine 

I asked you if a man could be forgiven 
And though I failed at love, was this a crime? 
You said, don't worry, don't worry, darling 
There are many ways a man can serve his time 

You covered up that place I could not master 
It wasn't dark enough to shut my eyes 
So I was with you, oh sweet compassion 
Compassion with the sting of iodine 

Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine 
Your fragrance with fume of iodine 
And pity in the room like iodine 
Your sister fingers burned like iodine 
And all my wanton lust was iodine 
My masquerade of trust was iodine 
And everywhere the flare of iodine
 
             
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