Lustful Blood
C’mere, so that I might
Drink from thee. Bare thy
Neck to these lips, for they
Hide what lies beneath,
Sharp, pointy things
In which I might break
Such fragile skin and feed.
Let me taste thy escense,
Flowing red and free
Across mine tongue.
Nourish me with thy life,
Grant me serenity within
An embrace of death,
Quicken me now, I plead.
Grant me companionship,
This eternal Hell, I can no
Longer bear alone. I bare my
Soul to thee, in one sweet
Kiss of Death. Become one
With me, this night, as we
Partake in such carnal delight.
I need to feel thee, taste thee,
Merge with thee. Be mine in
Death! So that I shant walk
Alone for eternity.
(c) 2003 A Riddle
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