@~My Flower Child~@

By Deathkitten

Give me sanctuary
through dirty knees
Kiss the ground I walk
I'll be sure to tease
Sing soft lullabies
Let them drip
from your moist, pink, pouty lips
Grace my love
with silky, peach fingertips
Pour your inflamed heart out
at my bare feet
Lend your apprentice hands
to skillfully pleasure me
Caress me deeply
through matured flesh & old bone
Forget me not
when you're all alone
Free your caged spirit
Let your inner animal run wild
I know you can hear it
I'll bless you, my flower child
Call out my name
Come onto me
& show the world
what it is that you see
before you sacrifice
your soul
to be
everything
you asked
of me

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Published on Sunday, September 1, 2013. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "@~My Flower Child~@"

A former member wrote: Nurture and care... Wonder if it creates a greater strength than hardship and neglect. Although I guess that would greatly depend on what you would consider as 'strength'. A place to throw all your stress away and lose yourself in the peace of the moment and the rhythmic workings is definitely worthy of the name sanctuary. Quite a wonderful piece this.
On Monday, September 2, 2013, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...it's a devious garden, carnivorous plants french-kissing each other...
On Monday, September 2, 2013, BlackVelvet Rose (175) wrote:

These lines struck a nerve with me... why is a question i will be asking myself for a long time.. 'Call out my name Come onto me & show the world what it is that you see before you sacrifice your soul to be everything you asked of me' There is something in those words that i need to feed from to wet my appetite with.... i dunno how else to explain it... i am at a loss for words here....