I want your blood
Like I want your sex
I wish we’d fuck
Like we never met

I want your taste
Copper-burnt but sweet
I want your brains
Tongue inside your meat

Spread it ‘round like goo
Dripping from the tip
Lap it up, all fours!
Yeah I am that bitch

This is not for show
I don’t sin for kicks
Seen that strip marked caution?
Better take the hint

Drain u till dry
Wring u out o’er sticks
Satiated in spades
Be my crucifix!

Now our work is done
We are quite complete
Till we meet again
Dirty Deeds, Still Dirt Cheap

~PW (aka @thefirstdark)
© April 2014