Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Donnés-tu me plus que ça.

Kiss me like the sky is falling.  Bite me like a bullet between your teeth, smiling.  Take me down like your thoughts, onto pages.  I am fresh ink.  Smudge me with your fingers.  Look at me like I’m the last thing you want to see before you close your eyes.  Say my name like an Ave Maria.  Come to me on your knees. There's no rest for the wicked.  I'll keep you up all night.

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