Stolen in Months of May

My heart chokes on itself,
I spit blood.

Coughing out the poison I swallowed in your kiss.
I am infected, infested, addicted.
I need your hands in mine.

Lay here with me forever,
We don't need to make a sound.

Lay. Existing only in this darkness.

Sweep the pain away.
You touch my skin, you remove me.
Completely.

Out of my encased shell, holding my soul.
I'll slip into your chest now.

And I'm not like the others,
No I landed here, a fallen comet.
From above, steal me.
Quiet. Our lips magnetic.

All I asked for are countless more moments,
As soft as our colliding skin.

I beg for more days.
I scream for you.

I will wait an eternity.
If time is needed to heal your wounds.

I'll be here, when they close.
Heal. Quench.

Breathe. Again.