in that bitter black,
rolling and fumbling
with hopes' bloodied fingers
tugging at strings of dead love
in daylight's gutless glare,
eyes looking inward,
lightless and ******
what did you think, girl?
that the curve of your back
would blind me to that
slack in your jaw?
that your mouth-hanging oh-so-clever
would leave me dumb with desire?
well, good for you, ******
here i am, near two years down
and **** your ****** eyes and
yes
i still choose you,
poor brainless ******** girl,
you and your legs,
and that
long
sweet
soft
sweep
of your dark neck,
darlin.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 8:21 AM UTC
in that bitter black,
rolling and fumbling
with hopes' bloodied fingers
tugging at strings of dead love
in daylight's gutless glare,
eyes looking inward,
lightless and ******
what did you think, girl?
that the curve of your back
would blind me to that
slack in your jaw?
that your mouth-hanging oh-so-clever
would leave me dumb with desire?
well, good for you, ******
here i am, near two years down
and **** your ****** eyes and
yes
i still choose you,
poor brainless ******** girl,
you and your legs,
and that
long
sweet
soft
sweep
of your dark neck,
darlin.