Mmm.. you look pretty good to me

Your face inflicts some kind of violence in my chest

Some sort of pain from your profile

Some kind of coronary from your chin

Something like near death about your neck

Something hits me from your hair

Lays me low with your lips

Slices with your skin

Tortures me over your teeth

I keep coming back for your devastation

Drinking you in from my visual cup

Some kind of bottomless thirst

Some sort of endless starvation

Something like masochistic frenzy

Makes me want to kamikaze on the planes of your face

Dive head first to your shoulders

Drop to your knees fall at your feet

Enjoying the painful descеnt

Cos then I slowly rise up

Dragging at the acutе weight of your loveliness

In order to get to the top and start again

Should you happen to glance at this

And discover my suicidal tendencies

You might pause a minute to consider

How much

I’d enjoy a fate worse than death