new version of previous poem

Mar 10, 2004 21:28

Bite me
harder.
Down my neck,
along my shoulder
leave your marks,
and make me yours.
Moaning through
gritted teeth, make me hurt.
I’ll bite you back,
hard
kiss your soreness
better, and smile
your mine.

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polaroidharlot March 8 2004, 21:35:01 UTC
MINE.

i fucking love this one.
what a perfect description of our night.
a perfect night. a perfect boy.
a perfect couple. perfect marks on my pale skin.
perfect marks on your soft flesh.

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