Your cum is dripping from my tongue.
You'd do 'incredible things' to me;
Like every other one before you?
Overpower me.
Tie my eyes in knots
and stretch my fingers
backwards, sideways,
around and under.
Spiders, sulking slyly across
my fragile chest to my broken neck
to flit upon my ears.
Careful not to bite;
Please, careful not to kill.
Your cum covers me like spit and sweat,
the vagrant in the spider's web,
this scream I can't define.
The mustard blood
that oozes through the puss of
all of the things I said I wouldn't do.
Your cum upon my tongue
like smoke inside a lung
the broken ladder's last uneasy rung.
1 comment:
oh wow
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