It's not the red.
I can't see it.
All I see is you.
All I've ever seen is you.
Since that day by the river
when you hooked me like a trout
and then gutted me
and my wet heart spilled out.
Oh, how we dance this cruel dance!
My shoulders lanced
by your barbed affection.
Horns knocking around
in every direction.
All my ardor and your cruelty
waltz together dutifully.
So why now do you hesitate
while I wheeze and bray?
Why now do you stay?
What's the matter, matador?
What's the matter, my sweet matador?
Finish me. So I can get some sleep.
Finish me. Finish me.
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