I devour you,
I eat you,
my tongue
slips inside
past your lips
into your mind,
tastes the bitter-sweet,
ruptures your synapses
filling you with ecstasy,
followed closely by misery,
and your emotions
slip unintentionally
down my throat,
and you can't help but beg
for more, tasting your own
craving it, like that last
piece of candy you shouldn't eat,
my hands slip down your breath
my fingers pull at your chest
my claws bite through the skin,
and suck you through again,
and you beg for more,
my tongue finds your hear
laps up your see
washes away your smell
and buries you in tastes,
a thousand dying butterflies
all crammed inside
your mouth, fluttering
incessantly, relentlessly
for their last moments of freedom
as you swallow them
one by one,
sending them to heaven
eternal flight
on wings so bright,
your insides glow
from their fiery flush,
as you sink into your sins,
waiting for the time
when you walk away from them,
old skeletons in old closets,
old memories in old deposits,
like sand in your mouth,
grinding away until you forget
it were ever there.