DEBAUCHERY
A sinful, licentious scent: self-indulgent and luxurious.
Mingled heady civet and red Egyptian musk, thickened with opium.
A sinful, licentious scent: self-indulgent and luxurious.
If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain,
We ‘d hunt down love together,
Pluck out his flying-feather,
And teach his feet a measure,
And find his mouth a rein;
If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain.
An exploration of love, lust, desire, longing, and despair.