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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