feral love locked in arm
did playful biting harm
to break the skin with some alarm
flash of heat, on pale white
and then her eye, fearful and wide
panicking
combat embrace
ecstatic swelling pain
bursting forth from every single vein
how lovely limp with vacant eyes
calmly caress her outer thigh
and now, my second sight
she is a temple, deep inside
and every bit, is so divine
wrench out my pale god
with every hungry horrid fucking prod
parting the sinew lovingly
i smear the heavens over me
and sup the river of all things
make sure her bones are nice and clean
i suck the marrow through my teeth
and grind the bone to maketh meat
she is so lovely, dark and deep
ripping inside, i split my seam
blackened stain
a fearful scar, of psychic pain
now realign, and reclaim
a hallowed, black and hateful thing
did take its flight upon its hellish wing
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