Lifer

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I brush her bleeding tears from her thirsty cheeks
I comb her hair from her pretty neck
An open mouth but she cannot speak
Deep in her mind I reach
Veins pumping for this sucking leech
I abandon and take it south
I kiss away her neglect
Eyes closed as she lifts her feet
Dampened so sugary sweet
My enchanted, I love her to death
Making her noisy
I make her sweat
Cutting her air
I take her breath
I do not stop until I am spent
Loud as she covers my blood erected in her womanly scent
She sleeps
Tangled in my sheets
In a place full of peace
Only to wake in regret
Because she swore she would never cheat
A fantasy with no retreat
For I am her lifer
I did it to her first and I always do it nicer
Minds intertwined
I am her safe place when she needs to run
She is with someone else but she will always be mine
Though she's not the only one

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