CHERRY-TINTED HEART.

(The stain of my fingers, I will take my time peeling my skin, yearning to be devoured like pomegranate seeds. Aching to spill my essence all over your fingers and mouth, staining them in my very being. To sink teeth into the flesh of another’s heart, savoring the taste of my blood. Inviting you to consume it all, making it yours, and yours alone. Each seed is a pulse, a heartbeat you devour, a hunger for more. Blood thickens, the heart thumps harder. Wounded heart tells me to adore, @PoisonedBones.)