My words could never be as sweet as yours.
The way they trickle out like nectar into my ear
A deathly love potion that attacks me
while I rest in my garden.
You have killed me a thousand times over my darling
Destroyed everything I desire
With that saccharine voice
And those deadly lips
That part so softly for me
Enticing me
While I lose myself again
In the black void of pleasure
Where the sunlight of this world can’t reach.
I am captured by you
Prisoner to your every waking movement.
You float through the sinewy roots of my heart
And score your name onto each pulsing branch
My gut is torn,
Bleeding with passion
For the taste of your flesh
And those saccharine lips.
Once again I melt
And am reformed
Picking pieces of myself up
And pasting them together
So that you might take me.
Destroy me.
Let me offer myself once again to you.
I rest now in my garden,
Awaiting your sweet command.