She asks; Are you OK?
He replies; No, I'm not OK. I'm in love.
She whispers in his ear; Cut me open and play with my insides.
He acts; digs his nails into the flesh that peels from her porcelain body.
She reacts; gasping for air that grips her so tightly.
He breathes; Oh god. I want you so badly.
He acts; presses his lips against his world, in which he rules.
She thinks; Murder me. Let me fall onto your sharp rocks.
He thinks; Wonderful. Graceful. Thoughtful. Unique. Beautiful. Sexy.
Amazing. Creative. Soul mate.
Both act; Kiss the death right off her lips. Bite through the grave where he
lays. Risk your soul that burns on the stove. Fly up to the tree tops where
her creative plays. Grind those blenched hips. Both wonder of a growing
stomach. Swallow all your prescription, girl. Boy, better cherish your
world.
He breathes; Stab me in the back, girl. Ill bite you in the back, girl.
She grips; Take my hand and let me dig for flesh. Fuck the wind out of me,
so I cant breathe.
He grins; Rip the flesh right off my bones. You fuck me so right.
She breathes; Amazing are you.
Both act; Bodies piled on the bed. Zip the body bag. In the dark... She
said; Are you OK? He replied; No, I'm not OK. I'm in love.

 
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