Dark Poems: part 1

**TW: ROMANTICIZED CANNIBALISM**

||A silver platter is where I lay,

the fork and steak knife my 

slumber company. But I never

sleep. I never want to miss

a single opportunity to see

you. 

And finally, when desired most,

you appear. And oh boy are you

hungry! You don't scour for a snack.

No no. Your shadow looms

over me. Eyes full of the desire

for nourishment. I know, I

know my darling. But have no

fear, I am here to satisfy.

The fork holds me in place,

the knife so carefully cuts lines

On the torso. Crimson

sauce flows, adds an element 

that would make any culinary 

expert astonished. My chest 

now open, my organs and bones

lay bare for you. Just how you

like it. 

You don't peck around at

my liver or stomach, you go

straight for my beating heart.

Rip it out, watch as it beats

while blood stains your fork.

Bite it. Isn't it delicious? 

You lick the blood of the fork

and a noise of utter satisfaction 

escapes me. I'm so happy. I 

wish to satisfy your hunger for

eternity. Even when I'm nothing

but skin and empty bones. 

Let me satisfy every time. 

After all, a meal only lives to

please it’s consumer. And so,

by those standards, and hopefully 

by your heavenly taste buds, I'm 

the best meal you've ever had.

And it fills me with so much joy.||