Thief | #NaPoWriMo

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The moment our lips touched
I felt ancient drumbeats beat painfully at my chest
Terrible wild things raced through my blood
I died then your lips pressed mine
I became your creature that night
Death was sweeter than breath
Then you cruelly tore the end away
I was left barely breathing
You brought me back from the edge of this world
Life could not offer me the succour this dying could
I would have gladly died with your lips stealing my breath
Death would have been welcomed
I knew perfection in the instance you stole my breath
It is sweetest to feel the succour of being quenched
It is sweetest when you steal my breath
You opened my eyes and I glimpsed my edge
I knew then I was mortal, nothing more than a pulse
Your breath in my mouth shattered all strength
I felt that violence as your breath warred with mine
Your breath won and I was ready for you to finish me
As I waited for the drumbeats to destroy my chest
The violent music pierced my soul and I knew my end
Then just as the wild things threatened to carry me away
You pulled your mouth away and I could breathe
I never knew kindness could be so cruel and cruel would be my wish
The moment our lips parted
I felt the ancient drumbeats wake my frozen heart
Terrible wild things quickened my pulse into life
I breathed and your warm lips left mine filled with ice
You became my prison that night

© All Rights Reserved Kim Koning.

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