Can I eat you?

Me

You

A smile

A table for two

One knive

One plate

One fork

One spoon

But thse intensils wont let

Me dig further into you

Not sexually....

But internally

I want to eat you...

I want to eat the thoughts

That you are scared to share with me

I want to eat the times

When your trust for me is shaky

I want to eat the times when

When you are scared to tell your friends and family about me

I want to eat away at your intellect

For if I eat enough maybe our great minds can think on the same beat

I wanna eat you......

Not like Fried Oreos at the Red Fish

I wanna eat you....
With my heart....not my lips

But I wanna eat you....

I wanna taste every emotion you feel when we kiss

I wanna eat you....

Savoring every butterfly engendered by our mutual bliss

So give me my plate...my fork..,my knive...and my spoon

So i can use them to eat away at your soul....and digest our discrepancies and watch us bloom.....