You are the Hunter
The Predator
The thing that goes bump in the dark.
Don't let the prey talk you out of your next meal.
I want to wet your lips
tantalize your tongue
elevate your heart rate
and make your veins hum
Burn like fire inside you
as you swallow me down
Drink me...
Drink deeply, my love.
Intoxicate yourself
with my very essence
I want to make you so very dizzy
stumble - footed
room - spinningly
drunk on me
When the world runs out of ink, I will turn my blood into some. When the trees are all burned, my skin will be enough. When I can't find words, I'll look deep into my cracked chest - because within lie all the things I want to say. And when I die, you'll find poetry beneath my bones, a prose from my ashes and a song in my soul.
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