each love its sacrifice

Each love has its sacrifice.

 

 I serve you frost-

 bitten nipples

 on a bed of ice,

 for you to consume reject

 cast off.


 
I serve

 you skinless love

 handover passion to feast on

 at night, as the day

 blossoms forth in a lily of blood.


 
I serve

 you, unmerciful

 demiurge, dumb body

 to dismember in bestial

 love.

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