Salvation

Runes made with my teeth writing unholy scripture into your skin scripture that you repeat like a prayer begging for a salvation that courses through your body A red branding, made not by hot iron but by the bone of one who loves you so a name that you pray to, as if I was a god the one to grant you your brutal salvation lines made near your thighs hearts, where you feel my heat the most where you feel my divine heart pulse bringing you your salvation Whispers in your ear a promise, one of greater ascension one that will promise you a taste of my divinity to spawn our own demigod