Saturday 3 January 2015

Whispers

Body against the wall...
Cold,
Hard,
Wall. Blue, light shade...
Every touch...

Sending chills down,
the spine..Don't 
Let go


Blood... i thirst
Flesh
Heart
Bite, suck, yum yum
Red
Thick
Drink, gulp, down down

Blood... i thirst
You... the best.

Those eyes, 
Those lips, 
Those fingers.. as they run through your black
 curly hair
Nose to nose
Skin to skin
Don't say a word

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