Monday, January 10, 2011

deep inside

So wet, so bloody, bleed on my heart and make me brave and wound-like.

When I have bedded down my soul in there and dined, then close again.Who sharpens his spear and slits you slightly, he tastes you.

Most dear little side hole, I wish myself entirely inside.

Side shrine! Body and soul passes into thee.

O truly sweet Heart which at the sight of our love is induced to give us love in return.

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