Sleeping Beauty

You, my Knight of Swords, my prince;
me, your princess, asleep.
You sucked death out of me- my lips, your lips;
first, it was the mouth,
then it became the nipps;
you made me a new person,
from my hair to my feet.

My death settled on your tongue,
it poisoned your words,
and with each passing day,
you reminded me that I once was dead,
and that I owe you my life.
Our fairytale was over,
my prince was killing me,
I was dying again.

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