she came last night;
she on iron bloodied bounds
cut through; a sharp
angled blade of the night sky quilt
because i called
out to her
to make her mine
she made me hers; fuck yes, oh yes,
you like it, don't you
you little bitch!
grunting; aged
flax on coffee cream
and parting flairs
of chocolate red
affairs; the
maniacs in action /
i kissed
grooves of
delicate blushing
daffodil plains;
her aching fingertips
pulsated through
sterile bars against my back: mmmh, you don't make a
damn noise
SLUT
until I say you can
no one here
cares for danger
they live for it
just like you do
on quivering valleys
of hot shudders
southern winds
thunder storms /
giving way to
parting shivering
slippery slopes of
hell's gush /
her bended knee
met
the tip of
the volcano, fed
the volcano's
screaming stomach
and she let me /
lubricated toffee
marked its territory
she left me with
cascading blondes
and blacks /
i saw the end of
the milky way
where she
leaped from
before i woke up
and realized
my pulse never stopped
running either /
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