Wednesday, 5 February 2020

Desired Death

I will go down on my knees
Only if you promise, she said

You won't moan or groan
Neither will you utter my name

Just lay still
And endure my quest
On your meat
Till I am done
With every seed of yours
Embedded

That's my way 
Of sealing you
In my esoteric layers

If you live
You will seek me
And even if you choose to die
I will be the one
To give you
Your desired death.

©LR

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