That Taste
By Circe Avalon
That metallic taste
that burns your tongue
the arms of the one you love
The bite of teeth
On tender cheek
Not intended for the meek
~*~
one darkened night
a lovers fight
a brief prelude
to an angry bruise
~*~
Scratching of nails
On milky skin
lines of angry red again
knawing on lip
tearing your eyes
leaves you to shaking your thighs
~*~
Taste of blood
The taste of fear
Taste despair
The taste of sex in the air
~*~
Knife's small kiss
on laid out arm
Little rose blooms of charm
pains treasure troove
liquid hot guilt
reasons to drive home the hilt
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© 2007 Circe Avalon
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On Tuesday, October 9, 2007, Narcissa
(404) wrote:
painfully wonderful
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On Tuesday, October 9, 2007, Circe Avalon
(115) wrote:
Thank you! I appreciate your praise.