With gentle callousness
you inked my skin
With my own blood
Branding me,
your territory.
As that cold knife
stroked my skin
Inch by inch
I felt heat building inside,
From desires unknown to me.
With every slash of blade
Tar trickled down my body
And you,
Licked every drop of it
Like honey blobs.
Those bruises and bites
And scars and sores.
Nixed nightmares of past
Sculpting new aches
And a new me
Yearning to bare myself
To Pleasures of pain...
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Clamoring words
PoetryIt's a collection of poems, all original and self written. This collection comprises poems on various emotions and ideas. Pics credits : google
