higher

higher higher

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

sometimes instead of reaching for the stars we must become them

Summary

sometimes instead of reaching for the stars we must become them

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Submitted: December 12, 2013

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Submitted: December 12, 2013

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I bleed crimson

a drop of dew upon my wolves tongue

i am silver

and no longer young

your teeth chew me any way

and you swallow me whole

finding pearls beneath the depths

of my full moon throne

YES you topple me like lightning

strike quickly

lap greedily

my innocence

which reeks

of past pinnacles 

the cores of eves apples

are at your feet

let it is me

who sleeps inside your belly

keeps you awake all night

twists again the sanke

into the branches

of a gnarled tree

it is me you crave

for my knowledge is so potent

it sceams innocence

a potion

an ungent

a scent of sweat

and precious oils once 

spent casually in your youth

You save them all for me

not too tenderly

you open up your mouth

to show me the hummss

the throbbing

the grins

the sobbing

and your fur 

becomes my shawl

for i have yet bought myself

another night

with which to rwrest my soul

from your neverending grasp

gasp!

Gulp! Yelp!

Help me

Now which one of is is ralking sweetly

lick me up

so the cup shall always reamin ready for refilling

I am willing

always unblining

my ink seeping into your sky

like a black windows trust

darting in and out

we can never figure

which of us is in hiding

which of us is the seeker

but it is your lair

and i am willing always

to be the object of your feeding

to stain more than a single finger

a middle door

with the crimson of my past laughter

let me out

dawn approaches and we have yet

to reach the pinnacle of smoke

the choking crown of achievement

Oh thunderous one

i am smalll and fragile

break me

that you may se my lght shine

in a million jeweled pieces

against the blackness of your still empty sky

cry to me

and i will be full

over and over again

until the pain beckons me

and we are the one feeding

the one hunger

the one lover 

united forever

by the heights and depths

of the tree of fate and chance

 

Vashti Puls


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