Necessary evil.

Your lips merged into mine like thorny vines, painted red with my blood; I squeeze you into me easing our souls at war. The friction between us set the house on fire as we lay in bed, colliding, burning in desire. My salty skin cherishes your fingernails digging in, rashes, paving way to paradise, tonight … Continue reading Necessary evil.

Love

I don’t know, we have been told; What are you girl? An angel? A devil? One time you’re planting roses, Another you’re growing thorns; One day I watch you dancing, Another you walk alone. It’s strange when you think though; Thorns feel like heaven, Hell spawns from the rose.