Your Love, My Child
Coffee WritingInspired by Walk the Moon's "Shiver Shiver"
Falling speculation free
Pale skin and ruby lips consume what I am
Over stimulate my senses
And plunge dagger after dagger into virtual arteries
Use me, abuse me, love me,
Elicit growls through shoulder blades and whimpers from nail beds
Thou dark angel of beauty,
Licorice tip satisfaction
Thou dark angel of euphoria
Plate meaning and truth
Ticks chime me past the masochistic half reality upon culmination
Syllables lock tortured appendages into temporary homes, discretely tattered with imprinted phalanges still clutching yesterdays woven for silver clipped embraces.
Jinx me, trust me, let me,
Sweet dark angel,
Show me.
Darkness befalls unsheltered lotuses
For pearly talons bears nay new prey but kindred desire
Spider web embroidered wings
Espionage sharpened intellect
Rippled in accidents, greeted in disturbances
For tonight only, taint me into hued hours.
For tonight only, be mine.
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