Bad Poetry

Vital Organs

You've got a way of hurting me that no one else has ever done. 

I've never let myself be seen this way, you are the only one. 

I bare my heart for you, you make me feel so cared for. 

You open up my insides and spread them all over the floor. 

I've never felt so exposed. 

My vital organs are yours. 

You rip up my body, tear into me with your teeth. 

A tear comes out my eye flowing down my cheek. 

You line my entrails along the wall counting each and every one. 

Then you place them back into my body. So gently when you're done. 

Sew me back together little stitch by little stitch. 

and seal me back up with a sweet gentle kiss. 

I've never felt so exposed. 

My vital organs are yours. 

All I can ask is you make me whole when you're done. This process is grueling, it's bloody, it's a mess, but it's worth it if I finally feel like I'm one. 

I've never felt so exposed, 

my vital organs are yours.