Breath.

All that which draws me to you
Would be the end of it all
Who could have known
Your luscious lips
Would spew too venomous deceit
Whilst the touch of hand would grow fierce on my skin
Luscious locked lips
Thieving the very breath that keeps my heart a beat
A sensitive move
To cup my head in your hands
Forcefully bowing my body to your whim
Each breath, a painful one
As my life from my skin you steal
Suffocated veins beneath the surface
Rhythmically beating to the sound
Of your stolen inhalation
As if you could make it easier
If only you would hear my scream
My cries thwarted by the constriction of my lungs
Your own saturated and satisfied
While skin hues blend from pinks to blues
Realisation of what you have done
Silent crimson tears stream down
Angelically ashen cheeks
Limp and wounded in your arms
My time to pass
My last breath you did leave
For my final cry
And in your memory
I fade
I die

Author: Moonsomnia

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