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  Aug 17 daphne
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
  Aug 17 daphne
To finish your own life by hand,
May seem like the right thing to do.
But to free yourself from this land,
Is to imprison those that love you.
  Aug 13 daphne
i knew the moon too well
to fear the night.
it's too cloudy to even see the moon tonight oh well
  Aug 8 daphne
Francie Lynch
I can read her lips.
Each word formed
With the red and ivory embouchures
That play to my lust.
My mouth moves in sync:
I think, she says,
The blind old perv, she continues,
Has binoculars.
daphne Aug 5
“i can't breathe, andy!”
she shrieked
as his fingers tickled
her sensitive underarms
laughter ringing

“i can't breathe, andy!”
she shrieked
as his fingers curled
around her throat
cries ringing
daphne Jun 18
i have been standing here
naked and cold.
why won't you join me,
my love?
undress from your clothes.
i want to feel you
to know you;
all that you like,
all that you loathe.
come closer,
my dear,
spill out your fears.
tell them only to me.
i beg of you,
my love,
do anything but leave.
#trust #unrequited
daphne Jun 11
“days without you meant nothing to me.”

warm lips tickled
the crevices of her neck
his nut brown eyes

“and yet,”

kissing her cold, bitter lips
caressing her pale cheeks
he watched as the boredom set
in his lover's eyes

“i am nothing to you.”
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