Mark my soul with graffiti
taste of metal
sting of paint.
Force you down on knees
not by force of physical
with my simple prescence
ah...
not simple indeed
but grand and fuck.
Bleeding at your mouth I catch
running through my fingertips
into a golden bucket of souls
your blood enlivens air they stir.
Only your stolen second does pass
I'm fucking in the corner
being fucked
pleasure pulsing through my viens
disgust or pain or fucking horror.
Falling to my knees
not for you or any other
hailing land I walk
you fucking worship.
My mouth full of him
deep down into my throat
I laugh and he likes it
the vibrations
when I vomit up his cum
your spit.
I am GOD
now WORSHIP
lying sprawled
naked in my goldne thrown
catch me with a dirty smile
fingering myself in time.
Shove my fingers in your mouth
with him
now pleasure your due
my sexiest slave of slaves.
Copyright 2005 Sticky Kitty
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