#30 Paper Cuts

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Tie me up and feed me strawberries.
Light up candles and then melt them on my skin.
Paint my body like canvas, with the brush of your knife.
Don't dismay the artistry in your soul.

Place marks of yours on my shoulders and collarbones,
Make the claim to last eternal as you brush my neck
Show me the magical feeling in your lips and your breath
Tapestry of emotions seeking luminescence

In love and the burden that your passion is.
Undress my feelings, overwhelm me with pleasure
pluck away all my unnecessary thoughts like petals off roses
I'll be your pretty mess, shake away at my soul, leave me trembling.

With the weight of your body, and the burning sensations.
Put blindfold on my eyes so I can hyper-fixate on this feeling,
This taste, of your mouth, sweet like honey,
And the name in my blood, yours forever, own me.

Own me like paper cuts, so unexpected, so sharp like razer
Instantaneous, rare, and not unlike my flavor.
From my favorite book that I obsess with.
Because of this joy and pleasure, every tear in my eyes, so worth it.


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