Consume me.
Take me in.
Engulf my soul,
And eat my heart.
Let my spirit race through your veins
And my blood fill your lungs.
Allow my tears to stream from your eyes
and my skin crawl on your body.
Let my feet carry your weight,
And let my nails dig at your conscience.
Let my tongue taste your life,
And my hands touch your heart.
Let my eyes see inside your mind,
And my back ache with your pain.
Let me hear the music to your ears,
And let my lips sing your sweet melody
Feel my goose bumps-
On your skin when you’re-
Cold,
And my heart stop when you’re scared.
My life is yours.
But be gentle.
My aimless thoughts are nothing to toy with,
And easily used for evil.
My spirit is mischievous,
And my blood runs hot,
My tears are vinegar,
And my skin is binding,
My feet are ruggedly weak,
And my nails are sharp.
My tongue is rough,
And my hands are strong,
My eyes are deceiving,
And my back is easily stabbed.
My ears tend to eavesdrop,
And my lips speak terrible words.
My goose bumps lock in the chill, and my heart is broken.
All of this is yours.
You’ll probably toy with my thoughts,
And use them for evil.
But what the hell,
Go wild.
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