《Short Story poems》Paralyzed
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I was awake
When i heard the door close
I move my body
But i was paralyzed
Weight on my shoulder
Breath in my lips
Cold mint scent
Such enticing smell
Iron stained hands
Potruding back
The bloodlust angel
Him, I feel
Coiling in my neck
Dripping on my chest
Wrapping my wrist
Blinding my sight
Hitch-
The sound of my breath
The smile of a devil
His hands on mine
He leaned against me
His sweet pure love
Cold on my cheeks
Naked on my bed
Dreamed of a kiss
A whisper in the ear
'I've come,
Mi Amor'
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A/n:
The Devil's Lover.
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