Round and Round (Free verse) by creepshow
A smile quickens about my lips;
I start salivating as we kiss.
Smooth blue, darkened lips, features so delicate and cold.
My hands quiver as they caress your throat.
Blood streams down your mouth, puddles on your neck.
Eyes glazed over, I stare into death.
Darkness infinately pervades,
My deep dementia is burdgeoning.
Skin has turned stark white, erotically pale.
I shudder with delight, ecstacy in putresence.
Shades are drawn, no one can see, all that I've done...
Is this really me?
I inhale your scent, born in an earthen gown,
Created from madness this serenity now fills me.
You formed me, etched in your own curious creativity.
All this stirs me, brings new life.
This sacred form of art, my display, skin splayed.
None to stop it, I can't just drop it.
This beatiful and uncontrollable urge,
I surge, and scourge.
I dissect to collect, and you remain here forever now.
I am me.
I have become free.
Through death I bring new life.
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