SOL: La Pantera

Your teeth sink into
The soft skin at the nape of my neck
Pressed deep until eyes start to bleed
Vision turning black to illicit sleep until you
Kneel and whisper between sheets
Welcome to the jungle
Desire making blood twist in veins until
You pursue me like a savage in the streets
One step behind and always aching low
Hold hands and push me deep
Inside, it’s better when there’s no need to speak
Palms above head in the sweetest surrender
Late night baptisms in chasms
Foolishly repenting the things most cannot imagine

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Tongues Grow Heavy With Unspoken Dreams.”

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