You and I have the same blood group...
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine
I feel you flowing in my veins...
do you feel me in yours too?
My blood is saturated with yours
It's hard to comprehend isn't it?
I just don't only love you but I flourish inside you
And you move inside me too.
What kind of love is ours?
Are we married to each other's souls?
Do we feel and think alike?
Our blood is our gold
Sacred is our blood
boiling with desire
fusing in gigantic electric waves
gushing through the plumbing system of life itself
I'd spill my blood for you
I'd drain my blood for you to live
For I know you are mine to have
Your blood is mine as mine is yours.
-SHF-
1 comment:
Hello. This poem has a very deep meaning. There is definitely a descent to the dark side here. Perhaps I am wrong.
Well done. Keep writing more.
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