Every Drop You Drip

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


Every Drop You Drip

With every drop of your blood's bouquet
looking at ashes on a grate full of the cold dead
intoxicating me with a coppery taste
like caffeine so dark and rich
for my demitasse pale and profane

As I inhale humanity's catastrophe
lusting on the backroad of eternity
like a shadow from Antietam
my heart beats sweet chlorine
running deep for your snarly thighs

Bleaching my poetic lust, wooing me
with webs of veins swooning me 
each step you sway beneath the chandeliers
spilling semen from the ghost of my past
as talons scratch my back

With every drop of your blood's bouquet
looking at ashes on a grate full of the cold dead
feeling the devil's boll weevil kiss
as darkness descends an antebellum song
for everything dead is a beautiful moan


Submitted: July 08, 2021

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