The Slow Burn

You're a man, on your high tower, golden sunlight on your shoulder.
This is your kingdom, and it's as far as the eye can meet.
Where you can be, undeniably the king of all you see.
Women jump at your proposal, to join you in your light,
but the one woman who might have said no
has the piercing eyes of Scorpio,
so you took her down
showed her how
death by execution
can turn her golden hair
into a watery nightmare.
The ocean has no limits,
it covers up your acts
but you revealed your dirty story
avoiding all the facts.
For your kingdom is as far as your eye can meet
and when the public loves you
you're not their enemy.
The white hot light of desperately-seeking-to-know
bathes your narcissism in an evil glow.
So when you're king as everyone can see
You get what you want, what you think you really need.
Since the real person
you killed with that girl,
you let the ocean wash away
in the effervescent watery twirl.
Everything else after that night
shaped, changed, cursed your kingdom
You watched the glow and the gold turn
and still you show the world
how you slowly burn, in real time.
You're the murderous darling,
the golden fool, no golden fleece,
And you are terribly aware of it.

Elusively

Fix your eyes with a gaze.
Fallen in love and out with passion.
I see you
you see me
What's it like to please?
You'll never know what I'm thinking,
or read what your seeing.
The smell of my satisfaction
in figuring out your evil ways,
has me itching to know more.
I've second guessed your absolution
and gotten myself mixed up at the punch.
The desire is easy,
simple and sleazy.
The penetration is hard
and daring.
Give me a reason to keep my head on
and fire up my convictions.
Convince me I'm in the game
with you as the prize,
at least in my eyes.
I love this part.