In love with your body

So lean,

So cold

Stroking your body

Head to toes

Our love smells

Of rot

And decay

I kiss your limp hands

Lick my pain away

“I love you.”

I say

Holding me in your arms

I flick a maggot off your arm

Waiting for your response

Your eyes stare at me

Empty

Black holes of void

And I smile

Stroking you, my toy

“Such a beautiful picture, you are.”

The bruises on your neck

The wounds in your spleen

And you sit there

Happy with me

Because you’re the only one

That’ll stay

By my side

A dead boy

With open eyes