i call you a melancholic enigma as you
trace the devil's lands on my body; you
curve a smile that sets the nine hells
aflame. you kiss my skin, suck the flesh,
remove the soul, trade the moon dust
in my veins for blood. i hear you laugh
as i twist and turn; your body pressed
against mine, breathing almost the
same, eyes connected like cosmic orbs.

i haven't heard your voice, not yet at least.
your eyes, they speak louder. green, like
venom. green, like serpents. green, like
the fresh cut grass of the garden of oblivion
you've sent me to. there are bronze blades
-specks-, among your gaze. you cut my
throat, bathe in the blood; it's a crimson-painted
bed with egyptian sheets, where two bodies
scream as they dive into a sea of euphoria.

your hands find mine amidst the darkness.
thunder breaks. i can hear the rain outside;
the livid lightning that woke the gods, that
scared the angels. you scare the angels.
but you didn't scare me.

my back is arched, calling for your touch.
my eyes, colorless now, at the back of my
skull. you've stolen my voice, your name's
now stuck in my throat. we become the
same: the same body. the same sin. the
same pain.

my nails dig deep into your skin; i can't
make it bleed. your lips find a way to my
neck, you asphyxiate me with your kiss.
there are traces of wetness all over my
body; i'm now an ocean that you can
drown in.

then, you demand. because you don't
speak, you don't whisper, you don't ask;
you demand. "scream my name."

I SCREAM RUINATION.