THE RAZOR'S EDGE
- Dark Poets Club

- Aug 18
- 1 min read
By Danny Neff

As I lay here on the counter
hoping you find me tonight
my edge is sharp and longing
for your touch.
The taste of your skin and
the warmth of your blood
to be held by you felt so good
hungry for more.
I feel you wanting me,
I see you stare. Please come
get me, let's try again.
I know you are scared and alone
I can not. Together as one we can
do this and be done.
Say goodbye to dad, I love you mom.
In the morning you will be less
one forgotten son.



