Body Fluids

I am your tourniquet, wrap me around your heart two times. Repeat a prayer, seal it with a kiss. I lay you down on a soft bed of sins, your sex appeal flourishes. Promise me forever. I lose my breath when you touch it. I give in when I slide in, between your legs, dwell guilt and shame. Torment festers, this disease has no name. The needle tears a hole, I gaze into your narrow, boisterous soul. Chip away at the brick, you built this wall. Tender is the black, your nipples soft pink. I lick your subtle flesh, tear away a piece of me, leave me in the trash. ... blemishes ...