"Feral" poem

This is a bit different for me, but apparently there's an animal inside that needed to speak. I don't plan poems, they just demand to be written. I used some line and rhyming techniques I've never used before either, and I think I like the end result. I've titled this one "Feral" for obvious reasons.


Feral
And I need to taste you.
Feral
And I need to touch.
I want your claws within my heart,
Deep in yours
I want to drown.
Can eyes meet
Can hands touch
Can hearts beat
Without warm blood?
Wild thing gone mad
I yearn for you
You can't be had.
How can I live?
I need your teeth
Against my neck,
I need your voice
At my call and beck.
Feral
How you slay me.
Feral
How my heart bleeds.