Whispers crawl where the dark dares to bite,

I trace the sin your silence keeps within,

And drape the night around our tangled delight.

Candles shiver as I taste the air,

Your pulse a drum beneath my fevered lips,

Every gasp a confession, raw and bare,

I steal the stars while the world slowly slips.

Fingers like ink, writing fevered command,

Your sighs are letters only I can read,

I bend the rules with the curve of my hand,

Till madness blooms in our delicious need.

The mirror catches every wicked glance,

Our shadows dance like lovers gone insane,

I pull you deeper in this frantic trance,

Where pleasure burns and reason feels the pain.

Lips collide like lightning on the skin,

Electric sparks that scream in black and white,

We taste the chaos buried deep within,

And laugh at morals fading with the night.

Crimson thoughts drip down the silent walls,

Our breaths a storm no calm can ever tame,

I chase your hunger through these haunted halls,

Till every gasp confesses just my name.

Written by https://substack.com/@chicandchillingreads

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