Kisses

 

You suckle my blood, till I run dry

You deviant Nubian of valour

Leaving elysian kisses upon my skin.

 

Sentiment promises a reward of intimacy

A sense of normalcy ruly stand

You suckle my blood, till I run dry.

 

Our evolving persona transcends calamity

Daunting places I outran

Leaving elysian kisses upon my skin.

 

Till the end of fads

of stage-lights and thespian glamour

You suckle my blood, till I run dry

 

The hollow of my neck

satiate your hunger

Leaving elysian kisses upon my neck

 

Nevermore shall it be told

The delusions of attachments

You suckle my blood till I run dry

Leaving elysian kisses upon my skin

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