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| Immortal
by cinnamongirl80 at 9/15/2007 4:24:10 PM
Framed in his arms
I am immortal
a milk-white doll made of teeth and fire
lulled to slumber
by the somber beating of his hollow heart
and cradled by the scent of hair and ash.
My painted lips press against his icy chest
as the whole of my being seems to whisper,
"I am yours. Take all of me."
Enamored and intoxicated by his scent, his taste,
his touch...
I am unaware of the extent to which I have bound
myself to him.
No longer two separate souls wandering thru this world
alone
we are one
joined together
forever
in blood.
AMT
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