Until death do us part
I want to be your Python and Boa constrictor
Hug you, lick you, embrace your body
until the last sigh
I want to be the Bat around your neck
and suck the last drop of blood
we two alone in the dark
I want to be your Scorpion
with a sting of love
heated up by Sahara's sand
We two together, forever
in sickness and in health,
until death do us part
a poisonous gift
a ring around you finger
the party is going on
You can have my stinger
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2006-11-07 at 23:31
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