![]() Care to love a fire-breathing dragon?A Poem by fattycbreezy52
Crouching on my knees,hiding every inch of my silken body against a fire breathing dragon.
I cannot resist the temptation which those hidden-ball tricks offer. It's grinding teeth made me determined To slay it on a beautifully crafted loveseat. I want to lap a bandage around your finger Sipping with a straw that violent blood, Trying to break your dermal walls and layers Wanting to spread itself , all over the crimson floor. It's about wearing those blood-proof shoes and trying to use a capillary drawn sledge upon the blood field for the purpose of recreation. It will transport the load of lumps formed in the blood Manufacturing it in every aspect, Sip, suck, Eat, chew. Smell will be obnoxious! Yet, something will provide the lovely proof that we are a gang We are family! It will add to that sense of being one My nerves will wreck if I am to donate this red at all. It will blow off all the scarlet from my face leaving it unimpressive I would cry for the loss of the pigment, over and over again. My lacrymal glands would have a hard time trying to pump that salty water into those tiny tear buckets under the flap of my smoky eyes. Afterall, creating a smoky piece consumes a lot of time and labour. And my prehensile hand would be smeared with red There would be no burning and no itching, Just red, a dominant red. Even if exposed to cold air, It will not be any white or blue But, The same color of a lipstick The harlot red. © 2015 fattycbreezy52Author's Note
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Added on May 30, 2015Last Updated on June 6, 2015 Author![]() fattycbreezy52AboutMusic,dancing,singing,acting,dubbing,writing and playing with voices are my areas of specialization/existence. Being a Literature student,my love for Keats,Coleridge and Blake led me all the way to t.. more..Writing
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