Straddled thighs
Your bare skin
You hand me the knife
And so it begins
Slow and steady
The L
The I
The N
The D is tricky with its curves
But I work slowly to make it perfect
Blood slips down your skin
Like spilled paint from my canvas
The brightest red
You wanted this
I wanted to claim you
Our eyes keep checking in
I see no pain
Only adoration from yours
And desire from my own
I feel you harden beneath me and my heart beats faster
One letter was not enough, you needed the whole of it
And I oblige because I could never tell you no
So I keep going, keep carving
Into your skin
Your soul
Branding and bleeding you
Forever
Mine
LL~
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