Touched

Let me touch you, feel you
Crashing passion
Sealed with a kiss
How do you love me,
Let me count the ways
One in lust
Two in lust
Three in lust, four
Little black core of beauty
My perfect vampire tonight
And every night
You like pain, don't you,
My dear sadistic boy
like the feel of your teeth on me
licking, touching
shrouds of ego sloughed off in a moment
petals of a flower, dark and glistening,
ripped away to the fragile core
the core so like mine
attachment
detachment
spectral threads weave their way
through the tender flesh of emotions
like a spider web of lies
where truth only comes out at night.




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