read it like a scripture,
\nand tore up the pages,
\nset sights on the red horizons,
\nand has his body on my mind.
\nThe last few lines, injected me with pleasure,
\nhe ruled every letter for every word, from out of my timid mouth,
\nit went…
\nsoft caverns:
\nmy last prayer was for him to punish me senseless,
\nbut he loved me too much, he couldn’t empty himself into my violet chambers.
\nhe whispered it’d be indecent and he wanted to keep me pure, whatever that meant.
\nhe was a marvel, enigmatic savior of my blackened sky,
\nhetero-deity, washed his skin in apple vinegar, he would linger and speak me senseless,
\nhis ideas cascaded like weed and unsmoked cigarettes, with their scent and my indecision,
\ni levitated with every tepid warning from my body,
\nto be indecent meant to rule the kingdom, I was desirous, but not just for flesh.
\nsay it’s long, say it’s ugly, say it’s impure
\nsay it beautiful, say it mingling in the desperate spot,
\nhe fought his way into smoke city, fucked all who were capable of pure power,
\nand in the aftermath, I stood his test of time.
\nto be sublime and relentless, dispossessed of all claims,
\nI ruled the small lands, with his bated breath, I fought for warmth,
\nand his sweaty hands to cover me.
\nI knew fire, but not like this, I wished for everything to fit in one place,
\nand counted my blessing and stole demon’s from satan’s den,
\nand I dare not cause a scene, when discussing how much control he has on me and the world.
\nSome shape-shifting wolf in the forest, found the castle and upheld his desires,
\nto rule the world and create, out of habit, he made a claim to punish.
\nI want to punish the skies with his embrace, and laugh in his face,
\nand say his cock is the only beautiful thing about his body,
\nbut those lies would cave us in and I’m dying for some sentiment from out of his godly mouth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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