In the Blood

I bleed from every inch of me
I bleed for every inch of you

Each drop of sweat I weep
I sacrifice to you

You taste the blood that's on my lips
And savour every sip 

A cardinal sin
Stained cardinal red 

A crimson boundary
Painted onto our sinners bed 

Transfusion of want
Contamination of need 

You're in my veins 
You're in my head 

I bleed for every inch of you

◄ Stunted

Your Eyes ►

Comments

Rachel Bond

Sat 26th Jun 2010 23:36

gorgeous poem, very clever...glad to see you lip cut inspired such good poetry :)

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