The Bite We drift together through hazy streetlight. You steady my stumbles, Icy hands on a broad chest. A mouth on bare flesh. The ground shifts, But my feet follow a path of your choosing. My head spins, But my balance never wavers. I am yours, And even as the sky howls a warning I know I could not turn back.
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