to consume

I bite his hand hardly And he thinks it's cute, And lovely. He doesn't know i wanna kill him. I wanna consume him. It is our custom To consume The person we love. I want to taste his flesh, Swollow him whole And when I'm done I'll make myself pretty With what's left. I want necklace From his jawbone. To make bracelet From his teeth. To hang his ribs Beside my bed So i can remember His taste.