atonement

Why don't you sing to me in that beautiful voice of yours, that silvery song voice that you only take out to please me? I'll let you atone for all those unforgivable sins. I'll let you drape yourself in invisible architecture, in layers upon layers of tailored deception and golden-seamed patchwork intimacy. Why don't you ask me again in that penitent, steely voice as I fade away to dark? Why don't you accentuate your undying love for me or mutilate your drum beating heart, the one that slowed down just enough to make me start to miss you?