My Love, I Will Die For You

il_340x270.799261381_4pgv.jpgmon amour, je vais mourir pour toi

Hand me the scalpel;

I will

excise my own love


98.6° and sputtering crimson

motor oil.

I want to see my cooling lifeblood

soak into the pores of your gluttonous hands; and

when you comb those sticky fingers through your dark curled hair, I

want you to remember my kohl edged eyes staring down at you in the

darkness of our vulgar fornication.

Bite into the piece of me you cradle in red slickened palms, and

sup what’s left of my liquid soul.


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