rapturous birth of sin.

If I was to transform
Into an internal human ivy

Would your willingness
To be covered in me
Participate

Bound around your coursing
Heartbeat, wrapped tight
Barbing your flesh

Like a pleasurable
punishment

Would you anticipate death
Your heavy coursing breath
voluntarily surrendered

To eventually cease
In All loving belief

A sensual release of growth
sprouting beyond expectations

All sensations exploited
Coming to an end

The way I intend to wrap
entwine to never bend

I promise you Purple flowers
When you awaken

A trade for your heart
and soul to be taken

my vines to become your bones
filling every space
every crack with erotic
screaming moans

Will you anticipate death
voluntarily surrender
your breath

take me into your skin
A rapturous birth of sin

are you ready to die for me

then let's begin.