6 years ago. November 23, 2017 at 8:14 AM
Muse The Blade
Hand holds the handle.
Cold Steel excites the blood.
The expectant body
relishes the rush.
Of a simple touch.
The edge moves,
Not by hand but feeling.
The artist understands,
The careful undertaking,
that will soon unfold.
Cold,
is the edge,
as it snakes across
soft flesh.
Weaving subconscious
patterns.
the sigils of lust,
written with the blade.