Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Instinct

Black leather pillows on smooth velvet bed
Cold chains on rusted bars


To honor thee therefore I plunge the whip
To honor life, I embrace chaos on her hips

A tribute of maximum devotion, the ultimate desperation and violence.

Ask me not the dreams and lust of a night walker
Thunderous mighty evenings, forever in lust and twisting

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