Bound With Blood
Your teeth pierce my skinClenching the sheets I squeeze my eyes shut against the pain
You feel me tense and start to retreat
"Don't you even think about stopping." I choke out against the sensations
You bite down harder
My blood starts to flow
You suckle at my neck
I cry out
You begin to count with light taps on my back
ONE
I take your wrist in hand
TWO
I pick up the razor
THREE
The blade slices your skin
FOUR
You pull back and guide your wrist to my mouth
FIVE
I drink of your soul
Our eyes lock
I pull you in
Our mouths meet in passion
We fall back into the bed a bloody sweaty mass of melded flesh
Asleep we fell
One we were
Heart, soul and now flesh
Bound with blood for all time
Shay Kuntz
9/6/02
For N/B