Pulse
Delirious movements, hands caressing the coldest of skin.Deep red, kisses so soft along this neck.
I feel no pulse beneath your bones.
Lips curl against my skin, whispering breath along my chin.
Fingertips graceful across my shoulders, peeling away my warmth
one layer at a time.
My ear pressed to your chest.
I feel no pulse beneath your bones.
A flickering smirk, across your lips, eyes shining with a lingering thirst.
Your tongue dances quick along my collarbone,
your whispering words entrancing my soul.
I feel no pulse beneath your bones.
Feet glued to the ground, your teeth singking in.
Deep red...
I feel no pulse beneath my bones.
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