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Poetry

The Darkest Place.

Something Real
In your eyes
Look into me
Fake inside of me
Hold it closer
I am your slave
Take what you want
From me.

Keep a safe distance
Or I’ll break
My fingers run
Across your leg
Lets fuck
So gentle
Come. Closer.

Lost.
Torturing.
Forbidden.
The darkest place
In my mind
Lost
Torturing
Forbidden.
The darkest place in my mind
Forbidden,
Forbidden.
The darkest place in my mind

Lost
Your lips are gentle
Torturing me
Come closer
Forbidden
My fingers run
The darkest place
Across your thigh
in my mind

Lost.
Torturing.
Forbidden.
The darkest place.
In my mind.

Lost,
Torturing.
Forbidden,
The darkest place.
In my mind.

Lost.
Your lips are gentle,
Torturing.
Come closer,
To me.
Forbidden.

Fingers run,
The darkest place,
Against your leg.
In my mind,
Lost.

Your lips are gentle,
Torturing me.
Forbidden
Fingers run.
The darkest place
Against your thigh.
In my mind.

(Originally published on Coffee & Cigarettes, 2007)

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