Carnivorous Touch

I'll hold your hand,
Even if I have to cut it off.
I'll live in your skin,
So warm and so soft...

Sleep in your rib cage,
To keep everyone out.
And listen to your heart beat,
In true surround sound.

Bathe in your blood,
A familiar rush.
A hit of ecstacy,
With every carnivorous touch.

Intestine based meal,
To remember you by.
Chopped into pieces,
So tender with wine.

Chain around my neck,
With your eyes strung on it.
They help to keep me focussed,
Inspiration, you can call it.