Like Blood, Like Love

he will taste like the dirt of a grave,
with cold fingers stained purple,
and he will break every bone in his ribcage,
so she can crawl inside and bite his dead heart
with razor teeth and a delicate tongue.

her mouth will bleed rubies into his skin,
tasting of lilacs and pomegranates,
and she will crawl on his lap with ichor on her lips.

he will give her asphodels and winter,
so she will weave a crown into her hair & walk the fields.

when she comes to his bed,
he will try to cut her open to taste her
but instead will beg for the Isles of the Blessed
as she licks over her own bites in his skin
and he wraps his cold hands around her throat.

❝ YOU ARE MY PERSEPHONE. ❞

she will leave rose petals in his sable hair.

he will taste of sweet death,
with plucking fingers stained red,
and he will pry his spine apart
so she can climb in between every bone
and destroy him gently.

her mouth bitten red will learn his name like religion,
speaking the language of the dead around his fingers,
and she will crawl on his lap with sticky hands.

❝ YOU ARE MY AIDONEUS. ❞