If your mouth could serve as my blanket, Your kisses keeping me warm, Your shoulder would serve as my pillow, Your body a shelter from storms. And when I need to get away, You’re the place I want to escape, I hide inside you. When I run out of things to say, Words cannot do enough to tell, I love you. Thoughts of you often consume me, You’re all I think about. I try to ask you to be mine forever, But the words never come out. Run away... Run away, little boy. I'm going to eat you.