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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