The Devils Courier

A passionate poem about love and desire.

Feed me, my love.

 

With your lips, the devil's courier, such gentle fire clawing against my own.

 

Breath in the delicious air, drowning in honey-coated tendrils of desire.

 

As our bodies float together through time, my bones ache for you. 

 

Hunger seeps through the pores of my heart, now a poison in my blood.

 

Feed me, my love.

Author's Note

I understand this is very short, but I think its almost better that way. Any reviews are greatly appreciated.

Chao!
-CC