#gnashing of teeth

You find a haunted squash staring at you! Harvest it? (y/n)

to taste the red that pulses there.

A feast of flesh, a banquet wild,

I’d rip you open, sweet and vile.

Your marrow screams, your bones would crack,

I’ll split you open, never look back.

To bite, to gorge, to drink you dry,

your body mine even if you die.

I’d bite your throat, I’d drink you whole,

devour body, heart, and soul.

A hymn of hunger, sharp, divine,

your flesh would melt like bloodied wine

No law, no mercy, nothing mild

I’ll tear you raw and eat you wild.

I’ll take your tongue between my teeth,

your breath extinguished, mine beneath.

Each kiss a bite, each touch a scar,

I want you whole, yet torn apart.

Desire devours, it burns within—

my teeth still ache for your soft skin.