I plan to tear your seemingly perfect skin completely apart.
I've spent months imagining exactly what it will sound like
when your screams mingle with the sharp sound of my blade
strumming your veins. Countless hours composing concertos
of love and passion, lust and pain played by an orchestra of your
muscle, tissue, lungs, and abdominal aorta.
As I finally feel your blood combine with mine - I hear it.
It's all so beautiful. Seemingly perfect.