Spread this out
through your cries
broken little pieces
spread out
like your legs
shaking and bent
the rope remakes you:
a glass sliver contortionist
thorn in your side
like a kitten
lapping milk
with razor tongue

Can you feel it coming?

A blast of stars across your field of vision,
wrapped in a vow of loyalty,
presented in the spaces between our breath,
where everything fades away,
every black spot rattling around in your brain,
blasted away in a fit of
violence,
lust,
care,
possession,
sweetness, and
love.

I am getting closer,
princess.

miles where I think about you
feet where I see you
inches where I smell you
millimeters where I breathe you
contact where I feel your skin
(hair standing on end)
inside you
(fingers, tongue, ****)
filling you with my ***
where we are whole,
and one.

If I am empty, it is for you.
If I am full, it is for you.
If I am something, it is for you.
If I am nothing, it is for you.

If I am, it is for you.

A princess and a puppy,
sit at Daddy's feet.
Cuddling and snuggling,
He gives His love to each.

I want to unhinge My lower jaw
like a snake, and swallow you
whole.

Not simply to posses you,
but to hold you inside,
where My heart and stomach and lungs could keep you warm;
where anything trying to hurt you
would first have to **** Me
and cut Me open to get to you.

Last night, I dreamt of you
and all the roads
(overgrown and tangled)
I lost you on.