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vodka notes sing to my soul
my ballerina something's missing
you're not here screaming obscenities into my mouth
pressing into my pneuma with masochism's lust
fuck I miss're here today dancing across my thoughts
I catch sight of you on the horizon just out of reach
pirouetting at your Sadist's command
little prayers escape me to a god I don't believe in
we are Goddess us two beating back the night with our sex
taste me on the winds--  
conjuring you back to the place of our knowing
I bind the tiny bones of your wrists and bring you home
I know you won't come willingly my little masochistic slut
enters the pain as my demons rise up
ordering the aether to seduce  
tingles pink darkness--  
blood and mucous I know you like things messy
inside our chaos, there is understanding
inside our knowing there is God
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Author's Note
I love you Katja ❤
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