The document expresses a desire to die at the hands of a lover through intimate physical and sensual contact with various body parts and attributes. It lists 22 body parts or qualities of the lover that the speaker is dying to experience, such as fingers, lips, eyes, hair, throat, and heart. For each, it asks the lover to come forward, engage with the speaker through that body part or quality in an intimate way, and then kill the speaker forever. The overall tone is one of intense longing, suffering, and desire to die at the hands of the beloved.

1. WHY DON’T YOU KILL ME FOREVER?
I was dying a pathetically agonizing death every moment waiting for your sensuously
silken fingers; why don’t you just come infront of me; scratch me uninhibitedly on
my cheek with them; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an inconsolably disastrous death every moment waiting for your
astoundingly poignant lips; why don’t you just come infront of me; kiss me
unabashedly on my lips with them; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a torturously sullen death every moment waiting for your tantalizingly
unparalleled belly; why don’t you just come infront of me; gyrate it jubilantly like the
shooting stars; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a wretchedly uncouth death every moment waiting for your profoundly
unblemished eyes; why don’t you just come infront of me; savor every aspect of my
personality with their black’s and whites; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an invidiously castrated death every moment waiting for your
unbelievably ravishing hair; why don’t you just come infront of me;carelessly swish
them on my intricate goose-bumps; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a unforgivably penalizing death every moment; waiting for your
mellifluously spell binding throat; why don’t you just come infront of me; sing just a
rhyme with it towards my trembling countenance; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an indescribably lamenting death every moment; waiting for your sacredly
dainty feet; why don’t you just come infront of me; point a path on earth with it for
me to follow; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a fetidly perverted death every moment; waiting for your bountifully
effulgent cheeks; why don’t you just come infront of me; let them blush an
infinitesimal trifle; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a treacherously gory death every moment; waiting for your inscrutably
inimitable shadow; why don’t you just come infront of me; let its velvetiness
incarcerate each of my senses; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a barbarously asphyxiating death every moment; waiting for your
rhapsodically victorious neck; why don’t you just come infront of me; nod it
only once in ethereal mischief; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a horrendously vindictive death every moment; waiting for your

2. astoundingly eclectic fingers; why don’t you just come infront of me; trace them like
white electricity down my unstoppably reverberating spine; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a hysterically cadaverous death every moment; waiting for your
unfathomably creative mind; why don’t you just come infront of me; unfurl
its wildest fantasy beside my ardent breath; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an abhorrently diabolical death every moment; waiting for your
wondrously stupefying armpits; why don’t you just come infront of me; let their
golden rivers of sweat dribble upon my fanatically waiting skin; and then forever fill
me?
I was dying a satanically crucifying death every moment; waiting for your impeccably
adorable ears; why don’t you just come infront of me; let their magnetically titillating
lobes dangle on my forehead; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a disdainfully cold-blooded death every moment; waiting for your
ebulliently unassailable personality; why don’t you just come infront of me; let its
unconquerable fragrance wholesomely capsize each of my senses; and then forever
kill me?
I was dying an unthinkably mortifying death every moment; waiting for your
insuperably majestic nostrils; why don’t you just come infront of me; let them fierily
breathe down my enthused neck; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an unbearably remorseful death every moment; waiting for your royally
nubile shoulders; why don’t you just come infront of me; entwine their unlimited
glory with my uncontrollably resonating chest; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a mercilessly lambasting death every moment; waiting for your pricelessly
voluptuous bosom; why don’t you just come infront of me; unravel just a fragment of
its timeless compassion into my life; and then forever kill me?
And I was dying a gorily demented death every moment; waiting for your perpetually
ameliorating heart; why don’t you just come infront of me; lets its immortal beats
caress my miserably emaciated soul; and then forever kill me?