The Blood & The Bones

Listen, when you finally find me you’ll worry, like you always do, that you’re too much.

Too hard. Too hopeless. Too cold.

You’ll feel the sugary sweetness and warmth of me and the open arms of my understanding and you’ll wonder if my skin is thick enough.

If my tolerance has ever been truly tested.

If my sin is your sin.

But, hear me out, sir.. I know of your forbidden fruit. I know it’s tainted and taboo and most girls would run.

But I am no meek and fragile being.

I am a woman and a wolf in a cunning sheep’s clothing.

So, bring me to your darkest hour.

I was fucking made for this.

LL~