pray

kneel down for me.

pretend that I am the body for your god.

you are too good for me, I think I have to ban you

from heaven. 

Softly, I push my hand through your hair.

I bite

the innocence

off of your flesh. 

give me all of you.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"I think I have to ban you/ from heaven"
What a line!
This entire poem is so creative...
love it, lov.
j.

[lov]

thank you so much jacob!