You stand there in a field
Of gentle grass and daffodil
The butterflies gossip in dances
The breeze sweet as honey
Haloed sun on your head
And I feel you smile at me
So soft, so wanted
Cradling in your hands
My heart
A gory mass of muscle and tissue
Pulsating and twitching
like a nightmare struggling
To tear it’s desperate fingers through its
****** oozing womb
And I lay under you
skin gorged, ribs cracked
Wheezing through smoker’s lungs
clinging on by a few dripping strands
of fleshy tubing
And my hands claw the earth
nails mangled and nerves ragged
But my eyes fix
Enraptured
despite these things scrabbling
at my irises
As I strain
To catch a glimpse
of
your
face
Jan 13, 2022
Jan 13, 2022 at 11:37 AM UTC
You stand there in a field
Of gentle grass and daffodil
The butterflies gossip in dances
The breeze sweet as honey
Haloed sun on your head
And I feel you smile at me
So soft, so wanted
Cradling in your hands
My heart
A gory mass of muscle and tissue
Pulsating and twitching
like a nightmare struggling
To tear it’s desperate fingers through its
****** oozing womb
And I lay under you
skin gorged, ribs cracked
Wheezing through smoker’s lungs
clinging on by a few dripping strands
of fleshy tubing
And my hands claw the earth
nails mangled and nerves ragged
But my eyes fix
Enraptured
despite these things scrabbling
at my irises
As I strain
To catch a glimpse
of
your
face
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