Phantom kisses from
Imaginary lips
Ghostly fingers
Running across my hips
Chilled play-pretend
Tickles across my skin
The throbbing of my heart
Killing me from within
Warm and solid
Yet all in my head
Feeling alive
In a world of the dead
Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 1:31 AM UTC
Phantom kisses from
Imaginary lips
Ghostly fingers
Running across my hips
Chilled play-pretend
Tickles across my skin
The throbbing of my heart
Killing me from within
Warm and solid
Yet all in my head
Feeling alive
In a world of the dead
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