I know that a single touch is all it would take to destroy me,
but I, in naive youth
have never desired anything more.

I cannot find my way in the dark
stumbling blindly, fingers desperately searching
for you.
save me

there is something delicious
in giving in to you
something that proves I'm awake. alive.
it's exhilarating.

even in daylight, your face threatens,
contorted by whatever prowls beneath your surface
waiting until night falls to devour me
mind. body. soul.

you stare, fathomless eyes smoldering, predatory.
realize that I am your prey.
trembling, my weak attempt to return the gaze
I too can play this game

my blood boils at the sight of you
lips yearning for yours, I'll drink their poison
until my heart stops

or maybe it already has.
you, coiled around me in sleep and I,
compressed, submit.