I ate your thoughts So you wouldn't have to think them. Consumed them, Through gaping ear While you spoke, The cavernous listening space grew full. And still I listened To those tormenting illusions As they came spilling from your mind.
I ate your kisses, So they'd have somewhere to go. Ate them, Tasted them, Swallowed them And wanted more. You had kisses to give And so did I, But mostly I took yours, Silencing your mouth To let my ears recover From devouring.
I ate your heart, As it beat, You broke off pieces And I chewed Delicately so as Not to break you. You served them to me- Impaled on the fork But I rescued them, By taking them Down the throat.
I gorged on your movements- Feasting my eyes, When you walked and sat And did normal tasks. And you especially filled me up When you came closer.
I ate all of you up, Because there was so much To scarf down, In the night when you couldn't sleep. Because you couldn't stomach yourself. And I am left, In love With an upset stomach.
Ironically this came from a doodle I wrote that said, "I ate pizza so you didn't have to"