• You are my loaded gun,
    Black barrel shining with night-time
    You take aim,
    Your trigger finger itches.

    BANG!

    Love flying like an unseen bullet,
    The air screaming with what used to be warm whispers,
    Penetrating my still body in slow-motion.
    You have pierced me.
    You have ripped a hole through my soul
    To fill it with a piece of you.
    A piece of
    Smiles,
    Warm embraces,
    Spreading through my system
    Like the virus I wanted to catch.
    Infecting my body,
    Automatically bending to you,
    Infiltrating my mind,
    So I think of nothing but you.
    A virus I wanted to catch,
    But I want more.
    I want more corruption,
    I want more erosion,
    Only the more I get,
    The less your breath tastes of incense
    And the more your lips are reminiscent
    Of the Devil.
    I remember saying something before you shot me,
    Words spoken at a time when everything made sense,
    Before you put a piece of you in me.
    When you had a black barrel shining with night
    Cocked at my heart,
    The instant your finger twitched...
    What were those words?

    "Don't shoot!"