Liaison Dangereuse
“liaison dangereuse”
Tear a thin line
along my skin
softly velvet
finger tips
no nurses gloves
down my neck
along my throat
with something
sharp like words
on a tongue
like I’m
one of the
gentility heard
soft as a block of butter
hard from the fridge
I'll slowly melt
I’ll listen to
your breath
while your skin
burns me
liaison dangereuse
with your hands
tight around my wrists
arms spread
yet not undressed
to make me
want to
feel something
more than a
little scribbling
more than a
little this
some kind of
beautiful dangerous
coursing
through
my veins
the most
cunning sweet
addiction
velvet lips
moist and pink
Sea Peony
smells of Ocean
and legs wrapped
around the
salty seaweed
I am tight
and never free
I don’t need you
or drugs or
alcohol
to vape or bleed
my time away
no I don't need you
yet,
in my mind
you smell like
petrichor
you smell of
lightening storms
electroconvulsive
just before your rain
washes over me
you’re electric
I am wired by your
currents passing
through my
sex-starved brain
sucking up
your atmosphere
your smoky eyes
my opium
dark feathered
you ordain
you request
me to strut
into your room
dressed in mere
delicious rhyme
let me walk
bare feet
over your razor sharp
line of burning
coal conditions
and think
not long
or hard
for a second
or maybe two
about wasting away
more percolated
perilous time
in my egocentric
measurements
of you
a body of work
tied to your chair
fingers bleeding
over keyboards
Necromancer
immersed in
your dark games
Delivering
Heaven to Hell
wrapped in
Christmas and
its tin foil
I sift through the buds
of you
that’s my addiction
cuts deep and
smokes my mind
phantosmia
every damned
demented time
I am reading you
I breathe
in your scent
you’re rolled in
jucy jays,
you taste like a
perfect Kir Royale
fresh strawberries
on the tongue
much later peppermint
you are my
after dinner mint
naked skinny dipping
breasts like vanilla
blancmange jiggling
Yuletide cherries ripe and red
pointing up towards God
not asking anymore
for blessed absolution
there I go
thinking about
Sex…
again -
what can I say
in my defence -
addicted?
I am
a mess of
contradictions
slow deep massaged
in Sweet Orange Neroli
and Jasmine Body Oil
Addicted
LUST
is a terrible
addiction
murmurating
heart slowly
long legs part
you are reading
the Dead Sea Scrolls
Agent La Provocateur
sitting in a
shallow cocktail glass
immersed in you
dry piquant and fizzy
replace glass with
bath -
drenched deep in
bubbles that
smell like
fresh cut silver grass
something liquid
and refined -
and you ask
if not now
then when?
suffocating
silent perdition
smiles and laughs
succulent seduction sizzles
through the flying grenades
a field of Episcopalian angels throw
mind cloudy scries half-opened
windows through the
dopamine glass glazed
Neurotransmission
danger zone
addiction
waves
hello Sailor
hello You
incoming
pleasure
I’m addicted.
You too?
l'imagination
dans un lien
sombre
dangereux
(LadyLabyrinth /2020)
"The Lightening Strike" / Snow Patrol
https://youtu.be/S0BDS0-ZwOw
"Addicted" / Faithless
https://youtu.be/g_50KxL0tx0
"Just for a minute, the silver forked sky
Lifts you up like a star that I will follow
And now it's found us like I have found you
I don't want to run, just overwhelm me"
“I don't do drugs. I am drugs.”
Salvador Dali
"Always on the Naughty List"
Anonymous
"I have a demon for a wife."
Faithless
a work of pure fiction,
maybe...
LYRICS/ "The Lightening Strike", Snow Patrol
https://genius.com/Snow-patrol-the-lightning-strike-lyrics
LYRICS/ "Addictive", Faithless
https://genius.com/Faithless-addictive-lyrics
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