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.