Hopscotch (Bang A Gong Suite)

Listen to Hopscotch by Richard Charles Stevens (Bang A Gong Suite)

Listen to Bang A Gong (Get It On) by T. Rex

Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
(See the art)
.
Come to me
I yearn to taste the grapes of your desire
Turn and face the demon
Lean the way of ageless fire
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Better yet
Come nestle underneath
.
This night has teeth
The air it bites
Incisors keen
To tear aside
The husk of dusk
And glare inside
To where the fairest heaven lies
.
With lust
It thrusts
Robust
It slides
Just enough
To tantalize
Thus the husk be sanctified
Every head rush amplified
While candid eyes romanticise
Romanticise
Romanticise
Discovery by candle light
.
Candid eyes romanticise
Discovery by candle light

Come to me
Beneath quicksilver moon
While candelabra flickers
Trace the outline of my face
Apace
To make my heart beat quicken
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Make arcane provision
In my keep
.
Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
.
Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
(See the art)
.
With lust
It thrusts
Robust
It slides
Just enough
To tantalize
Thus the husk be sanctified
Every head rush amplified
While candid eyes romanticise
Discovery by candle light
Candid eyes romanticise
Discovery by candle light
.
Here the river red runs deep
Every time the bled sun weeps
When fatigued legs become weak
Lending the caress some seek
Ceaseless are outrunning streams
Plumbing depths of stunning dreams
Thrumming wild eyed
Touching void
On the cusp
Discussing Freud
With just
It thrusts
Robust
It slides
Just enough
To blush my thighs
Pardon me
These lustful eyes
Alas
I simply must abide
.
Pardon me
These lustful eyes
Alas
I simply must abide
.
Pardon me
These lustful eyes
Alas
I simply must abide
.
Feel it beat
Beat
Alas
I simply must abide
Feel it beat
Beat
Feel it beat
Beat
.
Come to me
Do come inside
I yearn to taste the grapes of your desire
Turn and face the demon
Speak its name
And lean the way of ageless fire
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Grace the mystic river
Whilst we bleed
.
.
Here the river red runs deep
Every time the bled sun weeps
When fatigued legs become weak
Lending the caress some seek
Ceaseless are outrunning streams
Plumbing depths of stunning dreams
Thrumming wild eyed
Touching void
On the cusp
Discussing Freud
With just
It thrusts
Robust
It slides
Just enough
To blush my thighs
Pardon me
These lustful eyes
Alas
I simply must abide
.
I simply must abide
.
Whilst candelabra flickers
Plant thine seed beneath mine grate
Meet me at the great gate
Feel no wasteful need to placate
Reach with keen
In the display case
Place both hands around my heart
Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
Come to me
To where the end is ready then to start
Fire
.
Come to me
To where the end is ready then to start
Fire
Fire
.
With lust
It thrusts
Robust
It slides
Just enough
To tantalize
Thus the husk be sanctified
Every head rush amplified
.
Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
Come to me
To where the end is ready then to start
Fire
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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