Spun

Lips like fingers
to explore your dark city
I want to be wicked with you
and I hate that I want it
My resistance weakens
with the music of your tongue
He dropped his ace
that spade
that card
Pick it up and call it green?
Its never been broken
So snap me
as long as its sugar
Locked away with gingerbread
Sweets to blind my eyes
Those stars 
penciled in and fly
I shield it
but my world is spun