Blood of LoveBlood of LoveBlood of Love by ~lmi-lmi
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Her voice flowed like wind,
Brushing against my cheeks,
Whistling in the corridors of my ears.
A weight burdened upon my heart,
Yet my soul was at ease.
A dense feeling coursed through me,
Affecting my physical being,
As eyes shut,
And streams of frost flowed down my spine.
My breath was held,
As I focused on the lithe sounds,
That came from her thin lips.
They were not words to me,
But the extract which bleeds out,
A being made of love.
To me, those sounds were the blood of love.
Delicate and soothing,
Yet caused by flesh wounds,
That heal and tear,
So much, you learn to bear,
Weaving it to forms and shapes,
That inflict a p