Smirk, dearest.

by Bare My Paradox   May 8, 2009


Smirk, dearest;
I'm on my knees:
Grant me pleasure.

Let me taste
The lithium nectar:
Your spit:
Hypnotic.

Let me feel;
The sting::
Sew our lips
I'm addicted;
Keep the poison coming.

Stroke the violence:
It's not a another dream;
Let me escape the disorder:
Schizophrenia.

Extinguish the fire;
Sprinkle the acid,
Gift the venom:
Grant me life.

The Devil's heart is throbbing
...gunpowder in my blood

Allow:
The impressions of your fingertips
To surface each inch;
The coat of my skin
Smells of your essence

Vicious, they say:
Desire twisting
To necessity.

Smirk, dearest;
So shall I.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Esther

    Lol, sorry this poem isn't meant to be funny, but it made me smile, I love that, Smirk, Dearest; amazing, you have potential and this poem is done, amazing.

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