Yours

I will do, say, be anything, anything you want. Only for you, my love, will I contort myself so. There is no one else, nothing else, simply you and your desires. I am yours - completely, always.

I carve my fluttering heart from inside my ribs and I drag it — beating in time with your breaths — out onto your plate; I beg of you to take just one bite, at least, so that a small piece of me may remain forever with you. I paint the picture of utter devotion - kneeling in the blood from this my haunting display, soft candlelight illuminating the grotesque rose that blooms of my flesh and bone for you, my love.

For as long as you decide I may live, I am yours.