Of Flesh & Blood After All


Your skin was soft and worn

Smelling spicy and sweet

Your voice was exciting and welcoming

I felt like I have known you years

And I was free

You broke through silent codes

I laughed as you opened up and I too allowed you closer

Was it the bite of the crimson wine?

Was it a vivid scene inside a reminding dream?

As I felt your flesh press into me

I no longer understood or even cared

Your touch

Your taste

The evil spell braking into pieces

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