Taste
By Phynix
I want to shed my skin
And crawl into yours
I taste you upon my lips
I smell you in my breath
I feel your warmth in my veins
let your fluid run through me
plant your seed in my body
I want to wear your flesh
My teeth are itching
to bite into you
My claws are unsheathed
to hold you in place
I want to crawl into your mind
Give you what you want
Take what I need
Feel my heart quicken
Feel my breath strengthen
Primal and instinctive
Ritual and sacrifice
I want to feel you against me
Taste the salt of your sweat
We start the dance
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Copyright 2003 Phynix
Published on Thursday, March 27, 2003.
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