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Liar
Liar
59 Followers

lava leaking
taste of metal
trickle
from the rim of your mouth
takes no prisoners

you sense the heat
like soothing balm
lethal lubrication
drip
drip
drip
from your chin
then throw your head to the sky

and feel
poignant sweetness

painting red
tattoo curves
instead of falling

lingering in the hollow
of your throat

before plunging into suicide
crushed
between overflowing
pushed up wonders
mauled
under greedy hands

and not before I smell
that hauntingly familiar
but evading perfume...

     dirt dread life love
     damage disaster

...I slow down
disengage lips
from your hazelnut hue
and open my eyes

to a Mars landscape
smeared over naked hills

and hear
your mad melodic laughter
prattle drilling spikes
into the air

like your fingernails
aimed urgent at my flesh
drawing lava
of their own

        don't you fucking dare stop!
        not now, not yet!
        don't worry, I just bit
        my lip
        too hard

deep clean crimson
claims all I see
that sticky trickle
smothering sanity
and I sweep up
ascend to your flaming face
descend to savor
devour

in glorious frenzy
iron and energy
life and love
with a kiss

drink
your primal sacrifice
this one unique
insane moment

Liar
Liar
59 Followers
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WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
by the way,

I forgot to add that I love this part:

don't you fucking dare stop!

not now, not yet!

don't worry, I just bit

my lip

too hard

I love your bitten lip humor and the title is clever.

WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
this poem has bite

It has inspired me to write my own vampire verse but I fear that it would... suck. Anyway, fangs for the great poem.

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