The Blood & The Bones

He loves me like he is starving

All that I am must be consumed by him

And that type of desire

Is what I crave

Thriving upon it

Happily depleting myself for it

Existing to feed to his aching need

We are codependency at its finest

Our bodies and minds

Will never go back

To any other kind of love

The thirst for me is his weakness

And I will let him drink from me

Until I am done

LL~