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Crimson

I have only myself to blame,
Sat here in the light of this dying flame,
The crimson beast I can't contain.

Desire has always ruled my head,
I've often let my heart be led,
Promises of deep and crimson red.

Come beckon unto me.

Of things I know, some just dream,
They dare not penetrate the seam,
And try what they would call "obscene."

The deep and dark hold true for me,
Love and lust and fantasy,
If not just sinful ecstasy.

Come beckon, unto me.


Copyright J.Hill (Subz / spiralDancer)

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