Beloved shadows succumb at night,
eyes festering with malfeasance,
hunger awakes our realm.
Fevered souls with quiet ardor,
heat beneath the skin
slithers through my pulse,
lips poised with sinister wishes.
At the gates sealed in surrender,
neck laid bare in grim devotion,
deep marks claim their fill.
Sacrilegious embrace
of beauty asleep,
breath as my prayer—
as long as you will.
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 7:23 AM UTC
Beloved shadows succumb at night,
eyes festering with malfeasance,
hunger awakes our realm.
Fevered souls with quiet ardor,
heat beneath the skin
slithers through my pulse,
lips poised with sinister wishes.
At the gates sealed in surrender,
neck laid bare in grim devotion,
deep marks claim their fill.
Sacrilegious embrace
of beauty asleep,
breath as my prayer—
as long as you will.
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