Suffer
(Tani)
We were barely in the foothills
The grade was long and slow
The mountains towered in the distance
But our eyes were on the road
As our lips met that first time
I felt your fingers at my side
gently tracing the space between
ribs number 4 & 5
As the road climbed ever higher
I caught a glimpse of gleaming steel
Mountains towering around us
I kept my hands upon the wheel
With your lips on my neck
I felt the tip on my side
gently tracing the space between
ribs number 4 & 5
Then you slipped your dagger in
smoothly deep into my side
twisting it so slowly
as we crossed the Great Divide
I know you didn’t want to kill me
You could have made this so much tougher
No, You’d never want to kill me
you just want to make me suffer
I suffer with desire
I suffer in the heat
The first pin prick-the needle stick
The lover’s prime conceit
Drip by drip -and sip by sip
Each heart shaped drop of blood so bitter sweet
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