I Can See the Devil's Smirk
Remembering those lips I have kissed,
cruel lips of blasphemy
sharp and cold biting deep
but forever ensnaring me
--for I hold them close and won't let go
and they chase it all away
make me forget what I want
always ready for play--
harsh cruel lips in a gaping line
the very devils smirk
stares back from ripped up wrists
for in those lips his bite lurks.
Remembering those lips I have kissed
shard cold biting silver lips
deep inside this skin
I beg you one last kiss.
Copyright © Rhia Madison Thomer | Year Posted 2009
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