pomegranate blood

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you stain my skin like pomegranate juice

this tantalizing red screams romance

and speaks my love for you

it reminds me of the roses I stole 

from the old man's garden to give to you

and the blush in your cheeks

and the embers that tickle my lips every time we kiss

i never want to wash you away

...

you stain my skin like blood

this horrifying red, sinking deep into my pores

i scrub until my skin is raw

and burns under the stream of water

it reminds me of your presence

it started out as a soothing warmth

then a lust filled fire

then the scorching anger

i now realize you were burning me alive

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