I would devour every part of you
Use your bones to pick your flesh from my teeth
I’d eat your anxieties from the root
to eat means to have once starved
I’d carve affirmations in your chest before
the finger licking begins
“love is kind”
“love is patient”
scriptures you were never taught to read
love is dripping crimson from my lips
unholy
as I empty every pore
tearing through every layer of skin
while crying like a grown child
eating the man I love
mourning with grief still warm in my mouth
he’ll never know how it feels to live in my skin
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 7:11 PM UTC
I would devour every part of you
Use your bones to pick your flesh from my teeth
I’d eat your anxieties from the root
to eat means to have once starved
I’d carve affirmations in your chest before
the finger licking begins
“love is kind”
“love is patient”
scriptures you were never taught to read
love is dripping crimson from my lips
unholy
as I empty every pore
tearing through every layer of skin
while crying like a grown child
eating the man I love
mourning with grief still warm in my mouth
he’ll never know how it feels to live in my skin
