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Sink Into Bruised Crimson
Your shadow, is jagged
without me
Together,
we are smooth,
I love, the way your key
fits my lock, so perfectly.
The way your dreams, run
down my leg
Let me drown, in your last
breath
I am restless, conditioned
to find comfort, in your
paraphillia.
Creating, turning out new
ways, to please you,
while expecting nothing,
your desires are enough.
My eyes, spill over like a well
as they speak to you
As you lubricate my throat
and coat, my lips with beeswax.
You expose my illicit cravings .
Come, inhale the tarnished
vapors of my maniacal gallery.
the ambulating specters,.
gone wild with the melodious
tone of shiny brass , .
Let it enter your eagerness
struggling to come undone
in the beautifully wretched
desires of your mind .
Sink into bruised crimson
and gold muted hues
of our union
escape the rose coloured
fear of commitment.
Entrench it bury it deep,
to ravish , the truth
forever
without me
Together,
we are smooth,
I love, the way your key
fits my lock, so perfectly.
The way your dreams, run
down my leg
Let me drown, in your last
breath
I am restless, conditioned
to find comfort, in your
paraphillia.
Creating, turning out new
ways, to please you,
while expecting nothing,
your desires are enough.
My eyes, spill over like a well
as they speak to you
As you lubricate my throat
and coat, my lips with beeswax.
You expose my illicit cravings .
Come, inhale the tarnished
vapors of my maniacal gallery.
the ambulating specters,.
gone wild with the melodious
tone of shiny brass , .
Let it enter your eagerness
struggling to come undone
in the beautifully wretched
desires of your mind .
Sink into bruised crimson
and gold muted hues
of our union
escape the rose coloured
fear of commitment.
Entrench it bury it deep,
to ravish , the truth
forever
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