I bleed with the moon,
barren but bright
She looks so beautiful,
when making me scream
and squirm
in pain
Colouring crimson,
insides of my thighs,
lunar cycle
becomes me
I bleed with the moon,
barren but bright
She looks so beautiful,
when making me scream
and squirm
in pain
Colouring crimson,
insides of my thighs,
lunar cycle
becomes me
Beautiful poem Sara