The beads of your sweat dance
As glitter in the dull candle light:
Pooling in tiny wells of anticipation
Purified in the heat of subtle terror.

My beautiful centerpiece
Trussed up securely
A hungered entrée display

Admired with heavy breaths,
You're examined by ravenous eyes,
Traced by the fingers of libidinous desire,
For patience wears at starvation's tolerance.

Let sharpened blade be unsheathed
Let us feast on you
To satiate this hunger

Watch your warm entrails drip
With the remaining lucid seconds. 
My pitiful meal, how shameful you've become
Watching your heart stop beating in love's cold hand