π. ππ°πΆπ΅π©
Your lips tear easy,
a ripe seam splitting.
I drink the words
before they escape.
ππ. ππ¦π¦π΅π©
Each kiss is a wound.
I keep your taste
lodged between molars,
a secret no wash can rinse.
πππ. ππ°π―π¨πΆπ¦
Your words dissolve
like fat on flameβ
I lap at their smoke,
searing my mouth
just to taste you.
ππ. ππ¦π’π³π΅
I split the ribcage clean,
hands bathing in red heat.
I swallow the muscle whole,
and feel your rhythm
become my own.
cradling the muscle
that never stops
calling my name.
π. πππ°π°π₯
It runs like wine,
hot and feral.
I tilt your throat
and drink until
the night blurs.
ππ. ππ°π―π¦
White silence cracks,
splintering my jaw.
I grind the marrow
into hungerβs flour.
splinter by splinter,
until even your marrow
screams inside me.
πππ. ππ¬πͺπ―
Your body is parchmentβ
I peel it slow,
line by line,
reading you
to the bone.
ππππ. ππ³π¦π’π΅π©
You sigh,
and I steal it,
pushing your lungs
empty into mine.
ππ. ππΆπ―π¨π¦π³
I have eaten you allβ
the mouth, the tongue,
the skin, the heartβ
yet nothing fills me.
Love is the wound
that never closes.
this is a collection of poems i wrote because i like the idea of cannibalism being a metaphor for love, not that violently but also because loving someone sometimes means you want to be with them forever. ie, consumption