I am always feeling weak. I’m weak in the heart and weak in the flesh. My bite has weakened and I am easily hurt but I am not easily convinced to be tame. This is because of you in a way.
I remember how your hands felt under blankets and how your kiss made me feel crushed under the weight of discovery. Every curve of you feeding my mind and spirit. You unlocked some sort of animal in me. You made me into an animal for one moment and one moment alone. I fear you and I love you. As you slept, I drowned in your hair and wore your scent like the first kill. I kept you deep in my heart and gave you comfort when you needed but your smile never in my mind as time sank the smile from you. You have always deserved loved and have always deserved an animal. You are a force beyond your years.
I’m always singing into the dark, I’m always praising an evil unseen, and I am always craving the taste. It’s all because of you in some way. For bringing fourth the animal or monster I am. I should’ve taken you. I should have given myself to you. Since your touch and your lips, I have become a force of nature and part of me is still easily bent and tames at the thought of your innocence. Your skin like acid burning through me and resting closest to my soul. You are the queen of animals and I can only see you when i close my eyes.
