Sober Blood

Sober in my blood
But my thoughts…
They’re drunken for you
Slurring, blurring
I need to be loved, please just love me
Hold me with both your hands
And lift me to our place
Take me without whimper
Because my grace is breaking
And I’m ripping out the pages
Tell me when you feel it too…
The catch in your throat
The wallow far too big
…for either of us to swallow
And our lips, softly they touch
Finding each other, finding their solace
Our disposition tender and so sweet

I love you Beast ❤️

Princesses dream

Am I to hold you down?

Place upon your head the crown.

Make you my princess.

Leave you in a starlit mess.

Am I to sprinkle dream dust around?

Cast pleasure over your pubescant mound.

With all at my disposal.

Cleave you with my earnest proposal.

Am I to inject sin?

To enter you hard to begin.

The night of your life, the best of mine.

To make my princess cum In colours prime.

As your prince or your pauper.

You, your innocence I will slaughter.