Thump thump thump
of your heartbeat
sends chills down my spine
as we lay here
chassis intertwined
I muse the wonders
wonders of you
wonders of us
A needle prick and flash
the facade of perfect
..v.a.n.i.s.h.e.s..
not two
but more
of us now lay here
hearing his heartbeat
no, his heart is laughing
at us
pointing and mocking
Pulling the mask away
I stab ferociously
at his satirical onyx heart
scarlet flows like a stream
down his soul
through his mane
around my feet and legs
and straight to my hands
I bask in your sanguine pond
of rigid {dreams} lies
I wouldn't hurt a fly,
would I......?
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