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until it hurts

In it with the hour...
Sleepy thoughts,
Sleepy talk�

Hazy song...
In it with the beat,
Sharp teeth and bruises�
Anything that amuses -
Restless fingers, those that linger,
Of moonlight.

It's the soft, warm hug
That can change course at any time�
And frankly, I
Wouldn't mind.

It's the reckless strum to the strings,
The velvet when we sing -
And the bottle of water after -
Condensation and perspiration and
Secrets that seep deep into hollows
After.

I want you -
To bite into my moonlight.

Until it's red,
Until it bleeds.
Until it's lights out.

Until it's death and I have to catch my breath -
Until that big heart stop -

- exhale -

Until it shakes,
Until it hurts.

Until it.
Hurts.

Written by thepositivelydark

Published 1st Feb 2019

Author's Note

Art: Droitural II by Cara Thayer and Louie Van Patten
Toxic by Yael Naim: https://youtu.be/zqKZ_WIK5ms

Songs and vampire fiction put me in a kind of mood, and here's the result.

#BDSM #erotic #lust

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