gratitude ~ {iv}

one look at  
those baby blues  
& i wanted to  
suck you off
like a geisha  
on an opium pipe,
dior stained lust  
along the length
of your  
blood swollen pulse  
i've given great thought  
to digging these  
six inch heels into  
your shoulders
fuck drunk,
rocking into the  
darjeeling darling  
press of digits.  
i counted three
& thanked you  
for the thought
i said it  
over & over  
& over again
the empty room.
mewled it  
at the ceiling.  
i might have made  
a god of you.  
i stifled a whimper  
into slate coloured pillows
wishing they were blue  
Written by _shadoe_ (.............)
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