Out

i can feel them in my head
your eyes like poison
when you look at me
i die
then your spider lips
suck me dry
you float me
to another world
all filled up
then i'm just skin
you leave me floating
on a deep black sea
you're filled up with me

let me taste your eyes
cut my tongue
open wide
drown you in red
rain kisses
til you can smell
what i am
inside

squeeze me, squeeze me, squeeze me
till i'm falling from
your fingers
and your hands
are all too wet
and you're about as
drunk as you can get
on me

so take me till
i die
till we die
till we kill your every
cry
This poem was inspired by, and sort of written to, the song, "The Kiss", by The Cure.