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
lubricating my throat coating
,my lips with beeswax.
You  dare 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 colored
fear of commitment
Entrench it bury it deep
to ravish the truth forever