Blade

You scream and shake
under the glint of my blade
gliding smooth, soft and precariously
along your trembling lines
keeping time with your exhale
and the whimper of
what we both know
is not a safeword

as though I haven’t
already
sliced you down to your very core
and carved my name
perfectly
across your heart.

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