bled (dried rose pedals and cinnamon)

By: jade

my wrists slashed

extended towards you

like the cat who has exposed its belly to the wolf

on my knees

you approach

stand beside me

my head on your hip

running flexed fingers through my hair

whispering gentle words to ease my pain

and extend your pleasure

BLEDDRIE
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