I could say that every time I hear a love song I think of you, but that would be fake. A simple lie.
The songs speak of a draw to someone else, they speak of love.
Yet, darling, I find myself going back to the quotes about love;
How they speak of tasting the flavor of you, but I don't think of sweet kisses.
I think of canines because we have teeth for a reason.
When I say I love the taste of your love, I am not talking about your lipstick or perfume.
I am thinking of teeth on the skin of your body, I am thinking of the taste of matalics and iron.
When I tell you that I think you're sweet I am not talking about personality because sweetness you may taste of candy, but you are bittersweet at best.
Your blood is that of venom, so I'll bite first because my teeth are sharper than yours.
This is not love, I won't tell you that, but it is that of Blood.
We were formed out of bloodlust and lies and I won't back down first.