Author: ReaverTam PM
Found this in one of my old notebooks. I can't remember to whom it was written, which intrigued me.Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 108 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-15-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3058359
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we danced, you and I, under a rain of hot blood
saliva oozed down the walls in that cave of a room
pooling on that velvet floor
voices drifted along the ceiling as the air undulated like a dancer
and you held me.
the blood was yours, and still we danced
(and was some of it mine?)
it was yours, and the floor was slick, and I
fell into you, waiting for you to come
teeth tore at you, my teeth, as I waited for the strike
I knew would complete me.
you held me too close for sex and
rocked me to sleep.