Not really a sonnet, just experimenting

[abrra_kadabrra]

i want to break you like promegranate -
the juice on my fingers is sweet, and when it
will dry, like blood - red, sour and sinful.
i want to say - i hate. why did you

belong to me just in dreams and whispers,
just where i no longer real -
i want to break, i don't exist there,
i want to break, but never will i.

like never will i awake from nightmares
to find you there, so warm, so pliant
from sleep, so sweet - i want to try it,
to taste you, taste there wine and berries

i want to break you, to get your heart
for dreams to never fall apart...