It’s a fine line between death and life,in those threads of time when I’m under you,I feel death.I die every time your hand strums my skin,every time my breath stops and I drift on a web of hypnotised ecstasy. It’s a fine line between death and life,and I wish for death when you touch me.DeathContinue reading “Pure”
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Hypnotized
A stubborn lip that wanted to lead,Either released or bitten between teeth.I was hypnotized by all the ways it moved,all the ways it laughed,all the ways it smiled. The first time on my neck,Head lolling,mouth agape,nerves alive.Holding on so it don’t let go. Felt as it rose to mine lipPressing nervously,then again firmly,drawing back slowly,aContinue reading “Hypnotized”
Darkness and light 