The lantern flickers low, the night grows still, You bare your skin beneath my steady will. A silver blade I’ve sharpened, clean and true, We spoke of every danger, me and you. One careful line I draw with trembling grace, A ruby thread appears upon your face. No hasty hand, no foolish drunken game, We honor R.A.C.K. in blood’s own name. Crimson kiss, oh let it flow, Warm and sacred, red as rose. From your body to my tongue, In this pain our love is sung. Blood play, gentle as the rain, We bleed together through the pain. Under R.A.C.K. our spirits bind, In crimson rivers, heart to heart aligned. Needles gleam like stars in winter’s sky, Each one placed with care beneath your cry. I taste the iron of your living wine, You wear my marks like holy valentine. We know the risks that mortal flesh may take, Yet still we choose this path for passion’s sake. Safeword ready, limits clearly drawn, We play with fire until the break of dawn. Crimson kiss, oh let it flow, Warm and sacred, red as rose. From your body to my tongue, In this pain our love is sung. Blood play, gentle as the rain, We bleed together through the pain. Under R.A.C.K. our spirits bind, In crimson rivers, heart to heart aligned. When the red has dried and the shaking ends, I’ll hold you softly, make the healing mend. Water, blankets, whispered words of praise, In aftercare we rest from passion’s blaze. No shame we carry when the morning comes, Just deeper love for what our courage won. Crimson kiss, my sweetest sin, Let the blood flow once again. In your veins I find my truth, In this ritual of pain and youth. Blood play… under R.A.C.K. we stand, Two souls entwined by willing hand. I’ll bleed for you, you’ll bleed for me, In crimson trust, forever free. Crimson kiss… Stay aware… Stay consensual… Bleed with me, my love.
