Desire or demon?
charcoal smudged too far.
Love, or exorcism?
A prayer whispered through clenched teeth, where the lines between sinner and saviour disappear.
one body holding two
tender and terrible,
beauty and beast.
we cradle our demons as we do our lovers,
pressing them to our chest
so no one else can hear them breathing.
Until they stop.
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