Haunting Little Designs (WIP)
Inhaling my stench
the odor of revelation
malignant dreams finding purchase
dripping from the pores.
Teeth grazing exposed flesh
gently splitting apart
red trails in the wake
teasing a beleaguered body.
Wisps of your breath
trace the seams
tongue dragging affectionately
savoring this little taste.
Nails dig into clenched lips
desperate to pry apart
unfinished and hit a mental roadblock. so any commentary or criticism would be helpful.