The finesse of torture’s reluctance
Instructed by demons,
Flavored by leather
Reeking of the night.
Hip with bone and
Lush with blood
Dancing on my skin.
Hypnotically dining on each other
You crush me
And curl the morning in a sleeve of
Your most potent thirst.
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