is my weapon of choice
in my effort
to carve you
out of my heart
I find it hard to believe that people are attracted to one thing and they have always been and will always like the same things. Sexuality is a kink like any other. One day you’re into dainty feet, the next day it’s homicide. Ultimately people like orgasms.
I’ll write one word, one note, and stick it in your throat, but you’d probably choke on the bad penmanship.