Poetry Wednesday – Sanguine

Sanguine

Your blood in my salt
Packed into my wounds
Prompting angels and demons
To bring me in near
Indecipherable speeches I hear
Wine speaks for me tonight
I leech my sanguine
Some times to avoid
All my surroundings
Closing in suffocating
Your blood in my salt
Packed into my wounds
Prompting angels and demons
To bring me in near
Just what I am looking
For on high while I
Lay myself out on the floor

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