Whomever I love
he can't be a
normal man
I want him to mix
the poisonous toxin
without my outright suggestion
I want him to
walk in my
dark promenade
I want his strong arms
& darkest thoughts
to settle in
around me
& my own
I want us to dance
in the
darkest trance
I want to drink his nectar
& he
to drink
from me
Let us mix
fashionable poison
Let us praise each other
in our dark thought
writhing
wrought
with the moon
blushing
as our naked bodies sigh
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