The bitten lip That moment of unyielding need Tantalising Swollen with longing Timeless in the mist of wanting Venom in the first bite Mercy in the second Hungry in the darkness Vigilant lidless eyes watching Such a wild thing you are Staring back unabashed Your bones aching and shivering In the midnight release When all truths spill out onto the altar of yourself Unquenchable in your uniqueness The scent of blood in the air Intermingled with primal need Lick your lips and bite
_ Joey Morris 2018
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