For my sins,
I scarred myself again,
I went for the body with unquenched desire,
Instead of humbling myself before her grace,
So as I did to her,
I did to me,
Penetrating deeper than I thought possible,
Even the look in the mirror reminded me of her face,
The red too was the same,
Gushing as I looked down,
This is the only way,
To never forget the true way,
When I see her,
As more than a sheath,
Then can I put my sword away,
For then our love will protect us in every way,
A contest entry
- Another Quickie by SuicidalLover.
300 points, ended May 19, 3 entries
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Comments
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Deep and touching. Thanks for your entry. Its an interesting take on the prompt.
~Kystal Angel
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