your lips have melted iron
tasted the wicked, subtle, penny-bitter condensation
off of my skin
and within myself
within that place
i’m so sorry that it wasn’t the
smooth cold of porcelain
you’re used to
but i think part of you likes that
it’s not
you want me to cut up your tongue, just a little
that’s all you’ve ever wanted
someone to love you
fiercely. uncontrollably.
is this really what you wanted?
and to think i hold so much back, so tightly,
for both your sake and mine.
my sweet darling it is simply pandemonium
Nov 21, 2019
Nov 21, 2019 at 8:30 PM UTC
your lips have melted iron
tasted the wicked, subtle, penny-bitter condensation
off of my skin
and within myself
within that place
i’m so sorry that it wasn’t the
smooth cold of porcelain
you’re used to
but i think part of you likes that
it’s not
you want me to cut up your tongue, just a little
that’s all you’ve ever wanted
someone to love you
fiercely. uncontrollably.
is this really what you wanted?
and to think i hold so much back, so tightly,
for both your sake and mine.
my sweet darling it is simply pandemonium