I peel away strips of waxen skin,
And split open your delicate body,
To relish on your hidden treasure,
Of rubies and juice and blood.
I plunge my fingers in your soft flesh
And smile as your burst against my skin,
Staining me red with your sweet blood,
Marking me with your love,
An eternal declaration and reminder.
I place you in my famished mouth,
And chew on your succulent entrails
Just to feel you pop against my teeth
And slide down my throat,
I savour your sweetness with passion.
You make a mess of my person,
As I desperately dig for a last morsel of you
To place in my mouth and enjoy,
To feel full, replenished and satisfied
Of you, your blood, your flesh,
To feel my fingers sticky with your juices,
To feel my skin smothered in your love,
To lick your sweetness from my lips,
And forever be haunted by a sour after-taste,
When it is all over,
That only you can erase,
By coming back to me,
And allowing me to plunge my fingers,
In your willing body,
And quench my hunger for you.
-----n.a.j.
I would’ve been entertained every lunch period with his dramatic ass
Time to listen to musicals and make vision boards
Fuck it, fancast for mouthwashing
would you still love me again?
Tony stark dies today Rip
Nat and Steve are dead to
(Steve is a traitor btw)
All mentions of love and death in The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare (1597), colour-coded, in order of occurrence.
Nope! Nope. We already did that.