tapped a heartbeat into my door
with an oak cane.
I didn't answer.
I wasn't afraid of you, I promise.
In fact shaking swept over me
a feverish need to pull you in
rising from my chest to my throat.
When you left I coughed it out.
It lay there on my floor
thick and red, but not so much my blood
as my offering
It is noon.
My neck stings and pulses
for you to kiss it.
But of course you won't.
Perhaps this attraction
the beauty I see in the way you're covered by a beast
is the same that creates
werewolves, minotaurs, and politicians.
I wouldn't want a man
so please, don't take your mask off.
Don't look at me without the glass over your eyes.
You live if they can't see you, true love of mine
and I want us to live.
I think you flew away
this morning, black cloak catching the filthy air
and roosted on top of the headstone they are building me.
I would rather succumb
than think you might be at another house
with a new girl you cannot touch.
I will call
ceaselessly, you ravage me.
Within the Decepticon Underwater Base, Soundwave and Megatron walked down one of the hallways. The two were discussing a potential threat and a plan of action. The majority of their plans involved war maneuvers against the Autobots, but on that day, they were discussing a species that rarely had caused them previous concern - humans.
"I wouldn't worry so much about the flesh creatures, Soundwave," Megatron insisted. "There is nothing they could create that could cause us any harm."
He was referring to a "new weapon" that the humans were 'secretly' creating to use against them.
Of course, with Soundwave around, nothing could ever be kept secret.
"Caution - Necessity," his advisor and friend pointed out. The normally passive Decepticon was exceptionally worried about this, which caused Megatron some concern. Soundwave was one who never showed apprehension unless it was truly deserved.
"Well, you did send Buzzsaw, Frenzy and Rumble to the humans' laboratory,
Vore is not a chore, its the cause.
Will you have me or shall I have you?
Its dinner for two.
Are you getting wet?
Yes, I bet!
Are you ready?
Please go steady.
The world sees us as freaks,
Sadists and creeps,
But you are delicious.
I want you in my mouth.
That is what is all about.
I want to be in yours
Leaving you wanting more
I want the white and red
All over my bed.
Ravaging you in a craze
Until I come to in a daze.
Will I end dead?
Or will it be said,
"Here lies a man, crazy,
"That ate his own lady."