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POEM 4 - Vampiric Thoughts
I watch her, She's turning her head, It's been a while, Since I've been fed, I see her neck, Juicy and pure, And I hear the blood rushing, I give into it's lure, I bite into the flesh, It tastes so sweet, But somethings wrong, She's allowing me to eat, I look up, And I see she enjoys it, The blood rushing down her neck, The only light from a candle, which is lit, I pick up my head, Smiling towards her, She smiles back, Her smile purer then holy water, I give into temptation, I go in for the kiss, The kiss connects, My mind now flooded with bliss. My tongue touches hers, Hers touches mine, This is what it feels, To be with the divine, Hands run over her, Like a runaway train, She unzips her dress, There's no more pain, Everything is good, I feel light as a feather, And now she is with me, Now and forever...
Wrote this while I had some free time for the guild I've been invited to.
DaleLuck1313 · Fri Nov 10, 2006 @ 08:50pm · 0 Comments |
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