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Rated: E · Other · Romance/Love · #1304808
#2 in the Mayan Series Nothing is more fascinating than a preview of your own destruction.
Snared

dancing pulse of blood in my ears the music of my soul
fired by heartbeat after heartbeat time and time again the hot
throb in loin and gut deep and intense waves rush through
mind's fog of hormonal sweat and sheets of flame between my eyes
and the fire I dance poised between ecstatic embrace of front flashing heat
cold wind on back all serves one mistress one love one heart
calling to me across the void of the night I dance to this music
feet stamping time to the thrum thrum thrum rythym of the
hot sticky fluid poised to cross the void energy full and ripe
give to you all of me in these thrusts of hip and flash of arms chest taut
with tension breath burning in throat and lung liver ache stomach knot
hard and acid deep in the center of things burned by the selfsame fire
of longing and desire and need to feed on the blood fresh from your veins
fluids of your body igniting passion beyond the dance to alleviate
beyond the light of the love beyond the heat of the fire before me
bright light looming still I dance dance dance with the freedom of this
abandon all to the beat hammered on my skull by fates decree
the loss the love the pain sweet sweet pain of it of you of me of us
never to know never to see never to be never to feel the touch that
stops the need never to taste the freshened heat from you never to
eat the love of you never to feel the mornings light on faces sated so
I dance dance dance my pain into the universes’ waiting arms let
mother mary come to me I have something for her too deep in the
abyss of this shadows dance on the walls of time and endless scenes
of hunters effigies fall into flames I long for one of you to toss into
flames to honor you praise your skill you mistress of the hunt how
warily I crept into snare after snare you set for me each baited with
silent passivity and need lulling my caution urging me to join you in
the dance that never ends and then snap! the noose grabs limbs and
pulled to the four winds and expose gut to the flames of it all and
flash chert knife once more comes down this time on me my heart
I see gleaming in firelight and lips I long to kiss long to bite and tear
from your skull in sweet sweet love gently kiss the pulsating thing in
your fist yet still my limbs twitch to the beat of it still I give myself willingly
in mad laughter to this sacrifice you want my heart then feast slake your thirst
where I would have slaked mine you are the mistress of my heart
take as you will leave me hollow and bleeding in the snares hanging
like a fly in a web black widow you are not hour-glass spiders kill
their mate and I have never known that touch from you only love love love
and sweet sweet pain of it tearing veins from my limbs with paper clips
staunching blood with salt you show me time and again the sweet pain love
you know so well and serve bits of me to the next victim as bait I wondered
where that first meal I had from you came and I see now the sparkling bones
strewn in the bushes and know that I am but one more in a line of them
one two three ME four five six pile bones on my sticks glistening in moonlight
I wasn’t even first and wont be the last your need to bleed and feed cracked bone
sucked for sweet sweet marrow ensures your continued hunt
that wasn’t lip gloss it was blood and with that one last thought I know
this will never end until alone I

fall
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