Taste of you

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Pinpricks of blood
Decorate thy lips,
Quivering with delight
As they drain me of my life force
Taking me to a place
Where demons slander angels
Unleashing every bit of agony
That was once buried under
And I let you take my sanity
My thoughts are no longer mine
You inhabit them,
In the first ray of sunshine
That assaults my misty eyes
In my erratic breaths
Barely filling up my lungs
In the beautiful picture
You paint over an over
With soft shades of grey
In the awkwardness
Forever etched on my flighty face
In the warm currents brewing
Between you and me
In your lips
That are yet to graze mine



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