Le Petit Mort

i against i
in my sunday dress
a stained display
of sweet distress

lover..crush me down,
bite my neck

devour me…
steal my breath
swallow me in
the depths of your kiss

i’ll drown in your pearls….
~let me die the little death

i wish to lose myself within
your cruel, base and blessed caress.

~ by caryhoneybee on March 3, 2008.