spiral affection

ThornsI-my pretty words for you -

liquid lips; round s w o l l e n lovers lies
      limp limbs
               words that rapture
leaking me into the creases of you
             fearful of compromise
surrender my
           thorns
I lay them to side
             gilded messiah
in-caged in your lusts
        refusal to see deeply into the r a v i n e  
chastened but unaware  
       

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