Poetry written by a Borderline

Love Perscription

The recipe calls for a bath of blood-

with rose petals, of course.

I'll add some vanilla to cover

the metallic smell of my ichor.

I'll destroy my temple as it sinks into

the red sea, letting my rivers escape.

I just have to add a bottle of your tears,

then I'll stir and whisper a spell,

sealing our fate once and for all.

I'll drip my elixir into sweet nectar and

plant my enchantment in your soul.

I'll watch as you absorb my feelings,

can you taste my devotion?

I have cursed a part of myself

to bind us together,

but you'll never know, will you?

Because I held you close,

fed you my vitality, and promised

it was just medicine.