Picture Perfect

Pale flesh
Blackened eyes
A hint of neck

Aaaah the flesh
Perfection
Sanded and buffed it feels
A smooth surface for the eyes

The eyes
Oh yes
I have told before
Of drowning
Now I see more
Longing
Love
Trust

And that neck
How these teeth recall
The feel of ivory against ivory
The taste of your marbled throat
The cloying sweetness
Promising
Devoured

Mmm
Gorgeous separately
Deified together
My goddess
My love

© 2005, Mosquitobyte