each night I set fire to your skin
the torch thrown over the battlefield
ritual sacrifice, a cleanse
to enter the next fray a clean slate
you wake in the morning
and shake the ash from your hair
Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 1:21 AM UTC
the hardest part of me to accept
exists on the softest part of your body
written in the thinnest skin
where the bones in your wrist
distort my name
Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 1:19 AM UTC
you'll learn
to swallow your fears like wine
and savor the burn in the back of your throat
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 1:59 AM UTC
My mind is wrapped around you
in the way I wish my arms were
I wish my lips were pressed against the scar
on the bridge of your nose
in the way my heart is pressed against
the inside of my chest
I want to feel your hair between my fingers
to feel your teeth set against my skin
God only knows that your hands
are woven through the bone cage of my ribs
and your teeth cut deep into the flesh of my soul
eons ago
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 7:50 AM UTC
I’ve developed a taste
for dark chocolate
for cherries and blood oranges
Things I never imagined I would crave
in the same way
I long for you
Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 7:24 PM UTC
teach me how to hunt
hold my hand, take me with you
show me your world
I want to hear the snap of a bowstring
in the silent forests
I’ve tasted the sting of an arrow’s head
I know how true they fly
they know exactly where to strike
who knew
that the softest plate in my armor
was just over my heart
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 8:34 AM UTC
We’re all bound together, he says
This little red thread between my fingers
And yours
And his
Caught between who you are
Who you were
And maybe who you could be
He kisses me through the web
Through the tangle of crimson silk
Sipping wine from my lips
Offering blood in return, despite his preference
for
flesh
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 1:52 AM UTC
He’s rubbed off on you
brought your rage to the surface
Which is fine
I think
But you can’t be this angry
when you’re drinking with me
Blood will cut the sweetness
of wine on your lips
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 1:47 AM UTC
you'd be wont
to open the coffin door
long after it's closed
you've tasted fear
or maybe love
passion is inextricable
inconceivable
the same rush
the same adrenaline
endorphins
the ache
none of it is intelligible
when your tongue is in my mouth
or my blood is on your hands
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 1:42 AM UTC
Lovers kiss
fig-sweet and holy
tangled in ivy
fingers twined
in Titian hair
He loves the taste
of wine and blood
the madness
of drunken lust
of frenzied rage
of flesh and fruit
Lips full
and blushed crimson
slick with nectar
Words that spill from
his kiss-swollen mouth
rend and restore
burn against skin
Balm of Gilead
to the heart
Drink him, slowly
the thirst
is bottomless
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 5:41 AM UTC