I wonder how it would feel as silver sliced
your skin, just deep enough to teach blood to
I wonder if your reflection would be that of pain or
pleasure, maybe, both….
Would they blend, extend into fiendish grins….
My head bends as my tongue rushes out to
part your flesh, to blur life and death….
I want you to snarl, growl, a warning
as I become blood thirsty….
I run along your skies in red,
you naked, waiting for the next
Your arousal braids with each touch,
taunting you in splashes, as I stroll
I go deeper and you arch as I tangle into…you….
You trickle in streams, pleased….
Eyes roll back, drop to Hell, zigzag, never tell….
You flood around my feet in wet scarlet, sluring
My sweet sleep I whisper from my lips,