Italian man

I am infatuated by the demons that have consumed you.

Let me bath in your suffering cover myself in your sins.

Your Skin like soft needles, piercing my every being.

Your needles tear my skin, I bleed the same blood as you.

I resemble what you could have been.

What you should have become. Its too late know.

You take out your poison, how beautiful it looks.

Packaged in a crystal smooth glass. With my name printed in serif fount

I hold the bottle tightly with both hands.  The taste on my lips is sweet.

You watch me chock, gasping for each breath like a child.

In your arms I lay, emotionless.

Yearning for you to rescue what is left of me.

Your lifeless grey skin has now become transparent.

In the cold I have fallen. My heart aching for your poison.

Forever I will crave you.

Forever I will love you.