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Midnight makes no sound when it arrives.
Silently deadly you sneak into my bones,
sweetly deadly you nest inside.
With no time to escape
and too scared to play dead.
Night craves for no light
and my only shelter is my own flesh
but oh wait,
you are already inside.
Silently deadly like a virus,
sweetly deadly like love.
Every day at dusk, I hide.
But oh wolf,
you have to find me only once.
Loudly blatantly you munch my bones,
delightfully blatantly you nest inside.
[Another recurrence of the Devotion Rot habit—spilled as art.]
Silently deadly you sneak into my bones,
sweetly deadly you nest inside.
With no time to escape
and too scared to play dead.
Night craves for no light
and my only shelter is my own flesh
but oh wait,
you are already inside.
Silently deadly like a virus,
sweetly deadly like love.
Every day at dusk, I hide.
But oh wolf,
you have to find me only once.
Loudly blatantly you munch my bones,
delightfully blatantly you nest inside.
[Another recurrence of the Devotion Rot habit—spilled as art.]
A love that spreads like an infection through your body - never asking for permission, just taking what it owns. A love that feels too good to be right. A passion too big to describe. A dark love we would love to feel, and yet we dread. What a lovely way to love.
(33/Neither/Lost Woods)
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