Consuming you, consuming me.

I’ll carve my nails so deep in your skin
your eyes will bleed at the mention of my name.
I’ll leave an imprint of my soul in your bones,
so you won’t be able to move
without feeling a part of me move, too.
I will sing you to sleep with the most beautiful melody,
that way, when you close your eyes to rest
you’ll hear my voice in your head.
Baby, I will consume every part of you.
As you walk into the light,
all you will see is
a perfectly painted picture of me.
I will be attached to your mind
in such a complex way,
that the thought of me leaving it
will pump fear through your veins.
You’ll see me everywhere;
you will catch a glimpse of me under your nails
when you let your fingers dance
across your piano, and ultimately
realize they’ve been dancing for me all along.
Every beat of your heart
will remind you how fast it pumps
when my lips are on your neck,
and how every hair on your skin stands on end
with the touch of my lips, the flick of my tongue.
I will venture into the deepest parts of you,
and plant a piece of me there.
You will eventually realize
that I’m your paradise.
You will eventually realize
that you’re breathing me into your lungs,
that I’m the air
you can’t fathom to live without.