Senses of Death

By Susan

Rating: PG-13
Summary: Response to Amy�s 100 or less challenge #3. 100 words again. I�m SO good. :D
Fandom: The Pillow Book
Feedback: Please.
Archive: Ask me first.

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Black India Ink�

So thick and rich as it runs in rivulets down skin - the solid liquidity of a lover in my arms.

The strong, heady smell of henna and water, and black dye that stains the skin, like the smell of sex by candlelight.

Deepest, darkest black - midnight on the Thames. There, but not, as it wavers in front of my eyes.

Single drips from a paintbrush, like a leaky faucet, or shelter behind a waterfall�beautiful and serene.

Sharp tanginess pouring across my lips; slides down my throat� like the bittersweet kiss of death, coming to take me away.

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