Suits you the least

Hand traces - combing through her hair
Pull closer - leaning in - for the leftover - body
And sleeve is bloodied - "It ain't me"
A pressing on the chest - "He's overdosing"
Fragrant delight - of given vision
Spreading legs - "Let's toss him into bath"
The flow corrupts eyesight and hearing
No echo - dark - she locks and crosses feet
A tracing up her neck - invites hip linger
Sensations thirst - "Just take me" - kissing lips
And vibrant touch of skin - a thrill
Sinks sound - the desperate begging
'Suits you the least" - for being favoured
Hits syringe - light starts to flicker
"Take him by arms" - a splash
And eyelids heavy -
Her fingers digging into back
A jolt - each thrust
Is moaned for harder - "Dead"
Convulsion - numbing self
And emptied reasons' dullness - strips
All vomitary hope -
An ache for clarity -
And fertile womb
For "being human" impregnation

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