NaPoWriMo Day 9 – Bed

Bed

I venture to your bed
I die a little more
Each time as my limbs
Wrap around your heat
Set a fire inside cannot
Withstand the cold which
Comes to destroy later
To taste is to know sin
Pure and pretty lost to
Gloom surrounding this bed
An altar on which I take
Deadly sacrament breaking against
My limbs wrap around your heat
As I die a little more

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