temporary marks on my skin tell a tale that time will eventually erase, but; the finger prints that you've left behind from handling my soul will forever remain behind- as a reminder that you have been here.

you have been here:

inside of me.

i'm permeable now and i'm open to you, at a newfond depth that only you've managed to unlock.

there's something about you that i can't put my finger on...

that something about you has me clinging on to you with no desire to ever let go.

see,

i'm the prey. i'm the predator.

you're the predator. you're the prey.

we take turns devouring one another, but this desire that we have for each other seems to be so insatiable.

i just can't seem to tame the lust that i have for you.

i just had you, and still i want you. again, and again.

the more i have of you, the more i want of you. again; and again.

and honestly,

i've never known a sweeter evil.

i've never committed a purer sin.

than this yearning to consume you and to be consumed by you.

than the act of consuming you and being consumed by you.

again, and again. viscously,