there is a search
there is a nothing
there is a protector
for me

there is  nurturing out in the world
sometimes it’s hiding underneath the darkest of rocks
the most scary and wet of places
perhaps places no one wants to go

your search continues
amongst the bodies and the wreckage

we are drawn to each other like no other
like bloody magnets with the sweetest of pains

you come wanting to kiss me with my blood on your face
you are eating my heart
and my tissue paper lips simply want to lap it up
I can see my reflection of myself in my blood on your face