Dearest Dear

I have this desire, deep down inside of me,

to rip open your soul, and play havoc in your heart.

To tear open your fucking body, and rip apart your chest

and let the crimson blood of life, spill across my naked breast.

I want to ruin you, own you, to destroy you in the crumpled sheets

of a single bed, beneath the incessant rumbles of a thunderous sky.

Why must I always feel like you are waiting to say goodbye?

I want to taste your blood against my tongue, to chain you in a darkened room with no where to run.

I want pleasure and pain,

and multiple orgasms to drive me insane.

The ticking and tocking, of the eternal clock,

Is a fucking cunt and needs to stop.

I wish to end this unforgiving battle, and taste the bitter tincture

that will cease this ebbing flow,

and reunite our defiled and ravaged soul.

I’ll do anything; everything, all that must be,

to have you before me,

on your fucking knees.

 

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