Enter me, lovely
I am only for you
gift your fingertips to my vulnerability
let it open
you to the touch of virtue
press your tongue against my tears
revel in my incandescent suffering
drool into me the elixir
of your broad shoulders and will
with me your idea reaches beauty
I’ll lick the iron from your collarbone and ****
the pain out through your lips
and give you the taste of a delicacy
trembling
underneath compulsive tenacity
beneath my skin, your idea can birth beauty
let my light
push you out of your partitions
and gift you sight
of your own highest image
I’ll hold tight to your beauty while you don’t want it
let me carry the scent of sacrifice
for you to bottle as desire
breathe in the novelty of righteousness while I
rest
I’ll become an homage of fragility
for you to destroy
only know
I’m taking my beauty and your will
with me when I leave
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 3:37 AM UTC
Enter me, lovely
I am only for you
gift your fingertips to my vulnerability
let it open
you to the touch of virtue
press your tongue against my tears
revel in my incandescent suffering
drool into me the elixir
of your broad shoulders and will
with me your idea reaches beauty
I’ll lick the iron from your collarbone and ****
the pain out through your lips
and give you the taste of a delicacy
trembling
underneath compulsive tenacity
beneath my skin, your idea can birth beauty
let my light
push you out of your partitions
and gift you sight
of your own highest image
I’ll hold tight to your beauty while you don’t want it
let me carry the scent of sacrifice
for you to bottle as desire
breathe in the novelty of righteousness while I
rest
I’ll become an homage of fragility
for you to destroy
only know
I’m taking my beauty and your will
with me when I leave
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