Purse your lips to the chalice
My blood is clean and pure
I drew it fresh from my arms
I couldn't have drawn more
Feel the moons reflective warmth
Feel it fill your swelling cells
Let's unite our love this night
With blood and dance and age old spells
Now move with me; smoothly
Your arms dance like snakes
Hiss as I crawl beneath
Silver moonlit drapes
And hum low- hum deep
Let your voice reach the spaces
Where the beetles crawl
Where wolves hide their faces
In these shadows we'll unite
And I will drink you in
Lubricate me with your essence
Let our night begin
YOU ARE READING
Bloody Words
ŞiirPoems for the twisted souls who dance at night. The cauldron stirrers, aorta slurpers down right damned to hell life usurpers. We all have a dark side, I invite you to enjoy yours. For the broken and the damned walk amongst us every day.
