Observed Blood

Rimming edges, cutting ties
Falling to submission
She enjoys the sensation
Fistfuls of pulled hair
Grabbed spare flesh
With carefully trimmed nails

Once ruby blood broke through
The waiting
Was over so quickly
Though the trail crept
Down by gravity designs

She tastes from her cut
With extended tongue grossly pointed
Thinking it planned and pouting
At the bandage now stuck
To the roundness of her breast

Shifting plans and hips
To the flow most below
Three phone rings, then four
Her spread legs are mine
Her ear belongs to the marketeer
Speaking softly she orders,
"don't stop talking, dear"

The call continues amid
Her jerks and tensing
Out the mouths of babes
Come moanings and the tongue
Ripping bandage, blood flowing
She licks her ruby warm glow
While monitored for Quality Control

A rider
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Spirits exorcized
Rooster tails run by
Kite strings tangle
On an island under the foot
Of a boulevard grand