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She is lust
To kiss the sour lips of desire...
To know she is sweet poison...
All that you want...
She is all you need...
Hearts are her candy...
Blood is her wine...
She never said she would be kind...
All that you want...
All that you need...
Down on your knees...
You will learn to bleed...
You will beg for her touch...
You will be broken...
Words, words, nothing more...
She dictates your submission...
She holds your will in her lips...
She will drink the tears from your eyes...
The taste of your pain is her pleasure...
The caress of her tongue on your mind...
The sound of your soul between her teeth...
You love her so much...
    -TWH

Love Locked Out

Love Locked Out

Hello?
Are you home?
My love I come to call...
answer me
I know you are there...
in shadows take your delight
Taunting me with a child's game

Or do you lie there...
in the embrace of another?
You must find this exciting...
that you should be caught
Does it make your blood hot?
I hear your quickened breath..
trying to be silent

Do they know about our affair?

    -TWH