divine serpent twisting her lungs
burning the sheets because she likes the taste of ash on her tongue
an angel would shred his wings
just to get the chance to dive into her lake
all repenting is done on the knees,
i breathe, i break
shatter
and mend
hazy pools evaporate
when the curve is just over the bend
writhing, like cyaninde does in my veins
savagery and bliss do consummate
in this battle of a lover's only cellmate
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 8:16 PM UTC
divine serpent twisting her lungs
burning the sheets because she likes the taste of ash on her tongue
an angel would shred his wings
just to get the chance to dive into her lake
all repenting is done on the knees,
i breathe, i break
shatter
and mend
hazy pools evaporate
when the curve is just over the bend
writhing, like cyaninde does in my veins
savagery and bliss do consummate
in this battle of a lover's only cellmate
emptying out my drafts :)
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