Shall I open another vein for you?
Drip
prettily
on your quivering tongue?
Would you crave this time
a familiar scar?
I have many
each pale stripe a severed hope
A virgin vessel perhaps
tumescent
plump with benediction
yielding ripely under the blade
No. An artery
my sublime offering
Take it
I know your need
I'll slash it wide for you
One last time
your satiety is mine
I'll watch
soft smile fading
while you wallow in me
In pulsing
crimson
supplication
my life avulsed
for your unslakeable
thirst