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.s.k.i.n.
bare arms are for
carving initals and
love notes in.
there are bites
on my neck
razor lines on
my skin salty
with blood with
sweat. with sex.
i can feel your lips
dangerously sweet
before your teeth
graze my skin and leave
little bits of paradise
all over my body.
An expression of lust
on living canvas.
I really liked this poem. Actually I don't believe I've read a poem of yours I didn't like. You seem to be a very accomplished writer. If you don't mind I would appreciate it if you would read a few of my works, tell me what you think about them, and give me some pointers.
Wow! The conclusion is highly erotic! Beautifully done, and with such elegant language . . .
Starward