pierced flesh stings when
your hook sinks in my skin.
hanging limp, I'm submissive
to your gaze; hot blood sears my veins.
rushing,
rushing,
rushing.
tender flesh rips apart and
tendons reach their breaking point.
snapped. flailing. dangling.
your mouth waters at the struggle
and curves into a grin,
lusting for a piece of my skin.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 5:56 PM UTC
pierced flesh stings when
your hook sinks in my skin.
hanging limp, I'm submissive
to your gaze; hot blood sears my veins.
rushing,
rushing,
rushing.
tender flesh rips apart and
tendons reach their breaking point.
snapped. flailing. dangling.
your mouth waters at the struggle
and curves into a grin,
lusting for a piece of my skin.
