Cannibalistic Love

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you,
And I love you.
I love your hair, your eyes, your smile, your shoulders,
Your hands, your ears, your nose, 
And your heart.
I love all of you.
It’s almost pathetic…
But, I’ll always forever, unconditionally, and irrevocably love you.
I don’t know much about you.
But, I love your smell, your voice, your touch,
And your taste.
I love everything all over me.
Consuming me in big and small bites.
Eating my thoughts, tears, and dreams.
Take all of me.
Don't hold back.
Your teeth digging into me.
My bones cracking.
It’s the cannibalistic type of love
That I need,
That I want.
I crave the validation,
The attention,
That you bring to the table.
A full four-course meal,
Consisting of 
My mouth,
My brain,
My heart, 
And my hands.
Eat all of me.
Don’t hold back.
It’s the type of love that eats away at you,
That I crave.
Leaving no crumbs.
An empty plate.
It’s the cannibalistic love,
That I starve for.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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