Carnivores and Lovers

The horizon melts down over my eyelids,
the hot oranges settle into my scalp
until I'm growing flames where my hair should be,

succulent pink flamingos dance among the sunset
and your tongue tastes of cherry wildflowers,

you've got that sweet maraschino blood
that I would love to bathe in,
feel the redness of the sea waters rise over
my pale thighs,

we ride the chills
and soak in the heat,
we're too in love to let go,

the manipulation, the anger, the fear
all have led me to this place,
I no longer live beneath a dulled mind and
muted lips,
I no longer need the rum to satisfy those lonely winter night
aches,

and I'd been aching for so long,
though it eased and it eased
as summer passed,

now it's as if I've been plucked from the graveyard
that lies in my own mind,
then you went and caught me in the midst of a rebirth,

you ran your moon carved fingertips
through my fiery fresh locks,
and now you're tracing over my arctic bones
like you want to remember every
icy indentation,

so snap me at the spine,
crack my ribs,
bend into me like the air bends our breath,
and then gut me, bleed me dry,
because when my organs spill
I want you to be the one who
makes my heart stop beating,

go ahead,
swallow my veins
and taste my tendons,
we are all animals
and animals use teeth,

for what is love if it does not eat you alive?