by Lili
(Houston, Texas)
an atomic grenade desire because i am in love without a safety net or a 2nd & 3rd guess
feet sanely glide with an insane stride
no flinch of fear of the crimson mud around my ankles
a reminder- this Is a battlefield
& i stand in front of the burn of your eyes pouring myself to soothe
with the walls of my soul, my naked form & my twisted mind
armored in lilac silk craving for your fingertips to feel with their eyes to see me in your moonless night
i can be your lunar rest
so throw me your raw mind & semi-automatic tears
blast my flesh to angrily flow its nectar to bleed with me forever under the pale of my skin
blend your violence with my beauty
our Love Is War & Venom Is Our Language
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