woman,
I am a man lost
between your
hands
and your
eyes

between
now and tomorrow

i have blood
all over my hands
as i pulled out
my heart
and
eating it now

feasting over its warm
redness

not of hunger
not of sadness

but because you live in
it
and
I can see
the waves
of oceans
hitting your skin

you standing there alone
are those tears in your
eyes
or only salted water?