You are so cold-
As you blister my lips
with the numbness of a frozen corpse.

Exposing me
to the crushing salacity between
the sharpened blades of clenched teeth.

While acuminating
the burnt shale that coats a
taste on your sadistic tongue.

I will beg you, please...

Caress the opening
of my susceptibility, crafting elegant
needles to stitch the crimson ivy between our lungs.


Suffocate my innocence.
Laminating my organs into
the delicacy of this moment,


I will lose myself within your pulse.

While you braid
my veins amidst your view,
together we will implore our anatomy.

Easing the pain
beneath the perspicacity
of our sacrificed palms.

I will break-
now mold me into the gravity of tomorrow.