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Crimson Tears (rated R) You are the darkness and the light More god then man I have been remade in your image In my eyes you are everything But I know this isn’t right I walk in the shadows of darkness Your hand between my thighs Has shown me the abyss You’re caressing slap brings me bliss You’ve bound my body to the bed As you have bound my soul to you Of my heart you have no need You prick me with your blade Crimson tears, trickle from my breast Weeping for the love you throw away I moan in tarnished ecstasy as you draw more blood Faint lines of sorrow to mask the pain of loss Proof, that I knew your touch Crosses on my belly Wolf (your namesake) carved into my hip I strain against the bonds Longing for something unequaled Begging you to possess me Finally you take me Thrusting hard and deep As you drink — my crimson tears. |
Additional Notes:
I started to explain this piece, but I decided that I want to hear your interpretation of the meaning of this poem. Don’t worry if it’s not the same as mine; I always feel that knowing person got something out of a poem of mine is more important then that they understood where I was coming from when I wrote it.
Thank You,
Patti
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