Bring me to climax or I will give up. I bite into my apple's eye. I bite into your luscious lips. I bite until I taste the red that makes my elliptical eyes water. This lurid fluid fills me. This lurid fluid brings me closer to a convoluted yet creative climax. If I bite again will the red seep over my teeth and run over the vivacious veins of my gums. I want to feel the warmth in order to enjoy the pleasure. You must be a part of this. You must be blood. Please do your part.

blood

run

breath

lungs

tears

cry

blood

run

lips

lungs

tears

x

buds

teeth