On DeathA Poem by j.l. lunaIrresistible teeth sinking into tainted flesh Miss me miss me, I want you to kiss me, kiss me Pin me down on red sheets, something nice like satin Blindfold my eyes, my mind, my thoughts Whisper things I might not understand. Then explain them to me with your touch, your kisses, love or lust. All of it by candle light. I want to stop breathing Musicians screaming 'Satan', worship what is right, or even better wrong. Let's invent our own songs. And if I scream, if I cry, pay attention to me. Tell me 'it's alright, it'll only hurt a little longer and then you'll be free.' © 2014 j.l. lunaReviews
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1 Review Added on November 10, 2014 Last Updated on November 10, 2014 Authorj.l. lunalos angeles, CAAboutAge 27, eternally a little punk rock kid. I spend most of my time reading, writing, listening to music and learning. Poetry is my specialty but I am lingering in the realm of short story and novel .. more..Writing
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