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Two minutes to midnight
in full coat of red
he postures
shakin'
his feathers
in full view
there's an air about the evening
moon braising the horizon
eyes burning with lust
he listen closely to the wind
hoping to happen upon
a hint of her cure
care
curdling into the cuddle
of command
full attention
not wanting to fall
no love would ever last
but he lasts
he slits his wrist
and longs
she licks
the bubbles
arousing from his wound
he postures
shakin'
his feathers
in full view
there's an air about the evening
moon braising the horizon
eyes burning with lust
he listen closely to the wind
hoping to happen upon
a hint of her cure
care
curdling into the cuddle
of command
full attention
not wanting to fall
no love would ever last
but he lasts
he slits his wrist
and longs
she licks
the bubbles
arousing from his wound
Published 5th Jun 2020
| Edited 6th Jun 2020
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5th Jun 2020 2:59am
I yet to see you write darkness before. Now I'm curious if this was a metaphor from your creative genius. I read it several times and it's good stuff regardless 👌
9th Jun 2020 6:51pm
