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Martin Narrod Jan 2016
I'm a ***** for your lips and drunk off your touch
I'm the biggest dork when I'm wet with your love
I just want to drink you, I've never had enough
The poison's in me thick and I know soon death will come

Me, I'm a raving lunatic, I'm mad
Crazier than Carroll's hatter and his Cheshire Cat
I'd put three red hotels on the top of your head
Collect all of Free Parking then crawl into our bed

I am the venom if you are the pain
I just want a thousand years to revel in your name
I can count my true loves on one single hand,
But you I can only count one of because that's all that I've had.

I'm a cylinder of evil, wrought with torturous pain
Dizzied by the spinning of my circuitous brain
I'm needy for your antidote before blackness courses through my veins
And the moon hits its fifth phase and I turn into a werewolf again

I've never wanted to **** around or catch a second look
Now I've been on a carousel of women, full of hookers and crooks
My wheels are thrown sideways, my skin's full of threat
I'm sick with the tantrum, The Fever that missing you gives

I'm weaponized and viral, cursing but still in command
My flags in the ground and I'm taking over this land
I've written a new bible about blood and rock 'n roll
Surrender your body, because I've eaten your soul
I am the poison if you are the watch
I just want to be drunk off your breath and live inside your touch
touch senses sensation drunk ***** skin *** tears violence lust love romance explicit nsfw thefever grueling pain
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Acacia gold dipped
Crunch cookie melts taste on tongue
In the Mountain tea
~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
The gushing
wind has slept
upon your
extended dreamy  
eyelashes
Playing with
my heart
blowing
away gently
each wakeful
glittery star dust
for the artfelt
sensation  *
of seeing  * *
them snow * *

and land   * *  
softly upon * *
your sweet *

swell cherry *

full mouth *
*
u t t e r l y * *

d e l i c i o us *

Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
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Victor Shade Nov 2015
Cleave, sunder from the root
Spilled forth on the soil
Naked
Afraid

Rive, render from the pod
Scorched from the sun
Cracked
Bleeding

Shake, dither from the soul
Scarred on torment
Numbed
Immobilized

Breathe, utter the words
Cried from memories

Another dawn
Another dusk
Another night
Another cycle
prompty Nov 2015
when day is done
the sons of metalurgy
will return home -
dusk upon their shoulder
and a sharp eye
looking for trouble.

but time flows ever onward
and many more twilights
will show.

the search will feel ancient
and the chest of memories
will weight a lifetime.

she and the moon glare in the distance:
how many dreams it will take
to walk the one and only road?
Roxxanna Kurtz Oct 2015
You remind me of wet socks
and November mornings.
A bitter sensation
that leaves me begging
to peel you off my soaked feet.
You overwhelm me.
drljms Oct 2015
Wet
A body with a body
Makes a hot combination

Flesh rubbing against each other
Makes a lasting sensation

How can you do this to me?
How can you make me feel like this?
Those questions are distracting me
Aside from your lips,
tongue,
and even hips.

Now you're telling me,
With eyes closed and mouth opened
You're wet,
Like a kid in the rain
And a mermaid in the sea

Yes darling,
You're a dazzling beauty right now
With that messy hair of yours,
How can someone fight the temptation
that is you?

Two passionate souls
Becoming one
Stars are the witnesses
Of our everlasting love.
uhm ye. hihi
mrmonst3r Sep 2015
When
I'm at my emptiest,
I long to lose
Myself in physical
Ecstasy.
Desperate
yearning
extinguished
Through
flesh on flesh.
******* passion
Throats ripped,
Blood pours.
Devouring
your entirety
On a wave of
Nothingness.
I ache
to feel
Something.
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