mrscyanide

Don’t look

The speed is fabulous

Don’t look

Even God is curious

And as wheels burn

My Body lifts

Soul turns electric

The shadows melt

Hello, my Sin

Embrace me, Heaven

Reach out

With your electric hands

“…don’t come yet…”

Please stop the moment now

The lace between us fire up

It burns as leather

Your breath delicious on my skin

It feels like feathers

Don’t speak-

Your hand’s  intelligent-

Please scream

Retur our bodies back

“So what to serve you, Ser, for dinner-

maybe coffe?

Two bullets and the three last words

ss all I can”

Hello, my Sin

Hello, my Sin-

Your body’s poetry

January 2014

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