What do you do when you cannot sleep?
My God, the beautiful words.
Let them flutter about in your head.
Mmmm…They’d be so sweet if I could taste them.
Then turn sour to spit them out.
Bodies on the floor, blood on your hands.
Gues who did it.
Smiles don’t mean a thing…..if you are the one who is smiling.
Go on. STRUT!. Angel you’re in.
Oooh, you’re on my mind so don’t pull any strings.
They may break if you’re not gentle.
Hmmm, I don’t scare you do I?
Poor baby. You belong to me. Taste this…
Pleasure enough to make you scream.
Trembling moans.
Teeth and Nails dragged across sweat and skin.
Ended in convulsions of sheer extacy.
…Now swallow.
Wasn’t that good?
C’mon, I know you want more.
Oh what a heavenly creature.
Touch me so that I may bask in your warmth.
Make me new darling.
This mind, these thoughts, they’re getting old.
Or have I corroded you too?
My apologies dear, but you should’ve known better.
I am not good, and try as you may to change me, my sweetness, I decieve and THAT you have not yet realized.
Touch my skin and you will find it is cold.
So make it warm…..if you can.
And then I will belong to you.