I stare in shock
Looking upon your face
As you twist the knife
Deeper into my chest

Why did you do this?
The question forms in my mind
But cannot reach my lips
Instead I taste blood

Blood from the heart
Fills my throat
Choking out the last breath
I'll ever take

My last action
My final gasp
I use to kiss you
Blood staining your lips

A final reminder
Of the heart
You have clove in two
The sickly sweet taste of love
Spreading over your tongue
And down your throat

Blood from the heart
Tastes the sweetest
When taken from
One who cares
Like none other

Never think of
What you have lost
Only of the blood that tastes
Like liquid crimson love