Thursday, December 15, 2011

Treacherous Kisses

You've taken a knife to my throat. Your kisses are
treacherous, cutting out my heart. Destroying my
life with every touch. Taking away my breath with
every move. You devour my soul.
  Heat and pain you bring. Death and intoxication
pull me to your wickedness. You entice me into a
web of torture, your poisoned lips touching my
skin. With every touch, I die a little more.
  Please leave me alone, but stay with me a little longer.

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