Thursday, 4 June 2015

Dark love



Pull the ropes tighter
Tell me you don’t love me anymore
Watch the agony grip my throat so tightly that I leap into your eyes to become the pupil of the truth
Paralyze me
With a scorching kind of love
My veins will listen
Attentively
To the instructions of your unsympathetic touch
The skin is so quick to yield and scream
For something
abusive , addictive, acidic
A love too confident to be meek and charismatic
Suffocate me with evol
Let cheeks taste the harsh slaps
And Pull the ropes tighter, baby
Like you own me
Whip me with your tongue
Play your own haunting tunes on my violin and hear the choirs in my lungs belt praises in approval of your skills
Then gag me
with your 9 millimeter
Slap the cold steel across my face
Then shoot me with another round of faithfulness and endless pleasures
Watch me hallucinate, get dizzy, feel nauseous
And die in ecstasy
For this kind of love is not for the living  
Then do the unthinkable
Push my body off that Everest
Only to land into your arms
Your bed
And be reborn by your kiss

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