some dike shit: seduction is love from a black rose

i like my lovers

dark and taboo with very little words to use;

soft and dangerous wild cards

with a heart of wild flowers to pull from

with stems full of thorns that draw blood

but

she’ll lick my wounds passionately;

her murderous rhythm seduces me

every time;

take me to the darkest rooms of your black heart, my black rose

who grew in a darkness I merely oversee -

touch me,

make me scream and cry again, please

at the peak of orgasm, leave me wondering why I weep

at the mercy of tormented hands

let me helplessly kiss your feet.

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