consumption.

give me your love, my poison, inebriate me with your delirium, your excess, your madness.

end me with a single overdose of passion; I will absolve you of the tenderness that made me yours.

my soul trembles at your touch, when your hands disturb the quiet of my skin and undo me completely.

wring my heart, squeeze it to its final drop. do not bathe with me, but in me.

how sweet it feels to perish when you tear through my body to enter my life whole.

your kisses are my hemlock, my anaesthesia and my doom. I drink, willingly.

I will keep both the joy and the sorrow of never having been more than yours.

to love you is to linger at the edge of death, never permitted to fall.