Our hands joined
Connected palm to palm
Fingers weaving in and out
Like two serpents we exchanged skin
She bit my neck
Her fangs plunging lovingly
Into my soft scales,
Our beating hearts connecting
I felt like one with her
Now I'll never see her again
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
Our hands joined
Connected palm to palm
Fingers weaving in and out
Like two serpents we exchanged skin
She bit my neck
Her fangs plunging lovingly
Into my soft scales,
Our beating hearts connecting
I felt like one with her
Now I'll never see her again
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