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. Prayer
This is when.
When fucking is like prayer, when it’s offered on an alter of bone and flesh, split wide and open, to blood and come, rose and lily (Stargazer). The smell is thick and solid in my nose, on my tongue.
Tell me the truth, tell me your secrets. I feel them in the air like incense, they rise up like smoke between us, like burning meat, the seed on fire and black on the stone and your secrets taint the air.
Haven’t I told you the truth? I share my secrets every time I touch you. (Look) When my hands are on your skin, on your legs, in you. I tell you my secrets every time I touch you and you breathe, and breathe again. I touch you. You live. My secrets are revealed.
This is when. When fucking is a cry for peace, calling for solace, calling to the heavens (Up) a sound that rips across all boundaries. Calling my name, you climb to come, falling into the dark. Ask me what I want.
I hold you in my hands, my beautiful liar, my dearest friend. I want to lick the truth from your mouth, can you feel it? I want to suck the marrow from your bones and taste the truth within. Will it tell me what I need to know?
You are beautiful: together we are beautiful. Every move together is worship, communion, oaths, vows spilt out like blood that holds my truth and holds your lies. My love, (My Prince) a sacrifice splayed, gaping open at each beat of my heart, our hearts. Your cries are music in my ears; they run into my blood, into the root of me and make me want. Everything, everything you have, and everything you keep from me. Every pale, slick and silk smooth part of you. (Like ice)
When you look into my eyes, how can you think I keep anything from you? How can you not see our past, present, future mapped out like dark rivers cleaving the Earth’s flesh?
This is when.
When you lie to me with every breath you take. I drink it in and keep it close. We eat each other alive and drink down the poison, hold it in like treasure until, oh, until it spews out and we sink deep and drown in it. (like fire)
.
This is when.
When fucking is like prayer, when it’s offered on an alter of bone and flesh, split wide and open, to blood and come, rose and lily (Stargazer). The smell is thick and solid in my nose, on my tongue.
Tell me the truth, tell me your secrets. I feel them in the air like incense, they rise up like smoke between us, like burning meat, the seed on fire and black on the stone and your secrets taint the air.
Haven’t I told you the truth? I share my secrets every time I touch you. (Look) When my hands are on your skin, on your legs, in you. I tell you my secrets every time I touch you and you breathe, and breathe again. I touch you. You live. My secrets are revealed.
This is when. When fucking is a cry for peace, calling for solace, calling to the heavens (Up) a sound that rips across all boundaries. Calling my name, you climb to come, falling into the dark. Ask me what I want.
I hold you in my hands, my beautiful liar, my dearest friend. I want to lick the truth from your mouth, can you feel it? I want to suck the marrow from your bones and taste the truth within. Will it tell me what I need to know?
You are beautiful: together we are beautiful. Every move together is worship, communion, oaths, vows spilt out like blood that holds my truth and holds your lies. My love, (My Prince) a sacrifice splayed, gaping open at each beat of my heart, our hearts. Your cries are music in my ears; they run into my blood, into the root of me and make me want. Everything, everything you have, and everything you keep from me. Every pale, slick and silk smooth part of you. (Like ice)
When you look into my eyes, how can you think I keep anything from you? How can you not see our past, present, future mapped out like dark rivers cleaving the Earth’s flesh?
This is when.
When you lie to me with every breath you take. I drink it in and keep it close. We eat each other alive and drink down the poison, hold it in like treasure until, oh, until it spews out and we sink deep and drown in it. (like fire)
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Ok, that is...DARK, and really...hot, in a strange way, and...lyrical and a bit mad and... I love it, i really do. You've got Dark!fic in you honey, i can tell...
Man. I like this:'I want to lick the truth from your mouth, can you feel it? I want to suck the marrow from your bones and taste the truth within.'
Sooo pretty and freakin' intense and...rowrrrr.
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