by Muireann Coleman

You consume my every semblance of thought
There you go again, running through my mind like you belong there
You’re in the wrong place dear, it’s my heart that should be your home.

That is if you will have it of course.
I want you to have every part of me.
My heart, my soul, my life, it all belongs to you
And I beg of you to take it,
Lest I die from swallowing the poison of my own love

I want you to embrace it, that sharpness
Though I have no intention of harming you
My love only caresses you with the softest of touches
While it corrupts my guts with its acid of humiliation.
My love is cruel to me, yet kind to you,
So take it my darling, my dollface, it’s yours to own.

Love you.
I love you.
I yearn for you.
Completely.
So much so that it’s drowning me.
The water seeps slowly into my lungs
and knows of your name
for there was once a time where
I only dared to take a breath to you see you the next day.

I love you and though I have said so already, it remains to be not enough.
No matter the poems, the letters, lines piling up,
they will never match how much I truly feel for you.
My heart, my soul, my dollfaced beauty.

I love your hands.
So delicate, pale, fragile.
They look cold.
And I want to warm them in my own,
Brush the heat of my lips over the tips of your fingers
I want those fingers tracing stars on my skin,
Ghosts of burning, touches lingering there,
Preserved for eternity in memory.
I want you to dig them in,
Grip a tight hold on my bones,
Feel the marrow beneath your nails, your hands buried in my flesh
Dig into my hips, my thighs, my neck, chest, my head,
Every inch to dissect, reveal as you please
Every part of me inside and out, craves your touch.
I am hungry.
Starving, without it.
Satisfy me, dollface, my beauty.

I love your mouth,
Your tender lips,
Those hidden smiles.
Bite me with those teeth, hidden behind.
Consume me, tear me apart
Sink your fangs in darling, fat and flesh, as far as you want.
Your red on my neck in stains of your lipstick,
And my red on your teeth in stains of my blood
All over your mouth, iron dripping, crimson against ivory.

I love your eyes.
So big of secrets, years ahead of their time.
I want to learn the hidden desires that lurk behind
Walk through each secret fantasy while the aforementioned years pass us by in real time.
Because that’s what I want with you,
Time. Eternity.

I love your skin.
Perfect. Porcelain. Pale.
I love the way your cheeks redden under my affection,
When I lay carefully structured, my hand picked compliments upon you.

I yearn for something with you.
Simplicity.
I also crave something darker.
Obsession.
So tell me darling, will you be my sober addiction?
My deepest love confession?
My beauty
My dollface.