Sew my lips to silence my screams
Kiss me through the threads
Needle in hand to stroke my skin
Never worried about the pain
Carve your mark beside the others
Dig deep and bleed me dry
Run a finger down my throat
Trace the veins with your teeth
Taste the blood from my arm
The bite you had me make
Kiss my eyelids ever softly
Bruise me with your touch
Bind my wrists in kinky fashion
Stroke the cuts already made
Bare my figure at your whim
Knife in hand and clothes in shreds
Taste the blood upon my chest
Drip-drops from the blade
Beautiful eyes and precious lips...
Kiss them through the threads
Kiss me..
Just one ..
Last...Time..
I'll be honost, this one reminds me of your uncles paintings...only with words...and not as many pertrudeing bones. ;-D