I don't own Sherlock or any of its characters. I just like to play with them.
A Love Poem from Jim Moriarty
By Mayma Bane
Blood is red,
veins are blue.
The tears of clear,
they flow from you.
I bite and scratch,
you scream and fight.
I fuck you raw,
into the night.
Good night my love,
my obsession new.
And tomorrow regrets,
shall flow from you too.