I:
You tell me you love me.
And I know you are telling the truth.
Because you show me the same affection,
as you show your boyfriend.
II:
His kisses felt like daggers.
His lips sliced me open.
He could see all of me.
But I couldn’t see anything of him.
With his perfect tongue,
He licked my blood right off me.
Going deeper,
reaching
Pearlescent colours.
Fabian's Writing 