My soul drips in scarlet
pastels, flowering petals..

In scented arousal, you sketch,
dancing on my shadow, smudging
in onyx hues…

You find my rhythm, your
lips twitch, closer you dare,
closer to find the
falling rainbow….

From your tips, I am
created, the perfect creature….

My skull tilts, eyes a
sigh as you drift lazily
to create my music, humming
to my birth as you
indulge, darkening my
silver, awash in your feeding…

I sway in sweet submission
to your haunted mellows, body
pliant, glistening…

Puppet mastered my veins, my
undoing, tangled in red, slumbered
in timeless art…