Consumed By Love

My limit I have reached 

Your grave I must now breach

Free you from your earthen hovel

With my pick and with my shovel 

You’ve been gone but a day 

Yet my soul for rapture cannot wait

So, let there be an end to waiting 

You I will soon be raising…

Now of dirt you are free 

Let me hold you close 

Alchemise your cold to warmth 

But as my hold upon you tightens

Something does me frighten 

You are already hot

Motionless you are not 

Your chest ‘gainst mine, it dances

Down between us my eye glances

I hold you whole, entranced

My breast, I feel it wildly rasped

Of a sudden with teeth I’m grasped

I shall bleed to death 

Here in your lap

Eaten live ‘til my last gasp 

By your heart, full of rats.…