![]() ThirstA Poem by Marlena![]() Be a good little puppy....![]() You cradle my cheek in your hand, a smile on your face lips reveal delicately curved canines, you look thirsty.
You look so much like him... I breathe StupidstupidstupidstupidDON'TFUCKINGMENTIONHIMEVEREVEREVER you move in closer, the yellow of your eyes flickers you are angry angry with me.
Like who? I know it's a trick I know what you'll do if I say his name So I bite my lip, but not answering it's worse than saying his name "Him." he had me before you and you hate that.
Your hands tighten around my wrists your hips push against me, your eyes, yellowgoldbeautiful ask me to say his name I look away, the one movement I have the strength for.
Your lips, tremblingangryfurious press to my ear wicked lovely voice WHO. shaking, I don't know why I don't answer.
You pull my head to the side, baring my neck to you so scarred, broken teeth marks and imprints left by you Master. You smirk as you lean in pressing your lips to the latest gash, the latest scar you bite the scab away lap up blood with your tongue I whimper you smirk more, one hand on the back of my neck, the other fixes my hair you bite down hard.
ChriststopitstopitstopitI'llsayhisnamepromisepromisejustSTOPGODSTOPIT.
Who? you drip blood onto my lips I know the answer, even his name won't satisfy you No one. you lick my neck, cleaning it you aren't thristy anymore. Good puppy. Good little puppy.
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Added on July 18, 2009Last Updated on July 19, 2009 Author![]() MarlenaNYAbout-What's there to know? It's obvious why I'm here, that's all you need to get it.- more..Writing
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