Paint my tongue in purple. Neon streaks cascade down your bones. My voodoo tattoo traces your open flesh, penetrating your form, staking its claim. La violeta, a bruise sucked dry in carnal greed. A masochist, draining every tendon of its vehemence. These games leave me exhilarated, ambiguous shadows rolled into dusk. Paint my tongue in purple. Leave no ancient hues behind.
Image credit: Drew Graham