The Lust for Death

I lust for your skin
For your eyes
For your lips

Your love could be the death of me
Yet I crave it
With endless need

Your etiolate skin
Your arms
Your sharper teeth

Yet I need a death
Because loving you
Means loving death

I wait for it
Looking out the night

Blood will not continue to run
Heart would not continue to beat
Yet I look for you in the night
And wait with patience your arrive

Please don’t take too long
Because tonight I might die.