Devour

Sonata No.1 for Violin and Piano, Sz.110, BB115

“Junichi Watanabe once wrote a couple decided to die to the poisoned wine while in the middle of sexual intercourse.”

“I know that book, Lost Paradise.”

“Do you know my manifestation of a love too extreme?”

“Eat alive.”

“So, the love is about pure possession.”

“Eventually, you will want to control every part of him. His finger, his skin, his lips, even his mind.”

“That is why you will want to eat him alive. His flesh will be digested by you, and finally become a part of you. That is when you will have full control over him. And, he will be with you, FOREVER.”

“It would be so perfect if humans were liquid.”

“That way we could dissolve each other.”

“I love you so much, I want to eat you alive.”

“I know.”

The other night he dreamt himself laying on a cold marble coffin, naked, with only a thin white wedding veil, immobile. The dark moon shined his pale white skin. The water began to rise until the water devoured his whole body. The water was so cold, it stimulated every part of his skin, like needles penetrating his every pore. Oddly, this brought him pleasure, sexually. After reaching orgasm, he suffocated.