The Art of Demolition

The Art of Demolition

Is it creepy that I stalk you each night?
You’re so compelling, and taste so sweet
Out of your head and complex in nature
Can’t get enough of your rapid heartbeat

Swallow me until you lose your mind
And let my presence fascinate your eyes
A burst of energy for a temporary state
Soon it stops, and you’re left to cry

I need your gruelling touch every day
Inject my enticing nectar in your veins,
If tasting my joy was already useless
A pretty petite person has embraced pain

Why so cynical? I offered you my love
My special power has made you null
But I guess my love was insufficient
And now you’re on the floor so dull