The moon is cold
It holds the sharp glitter of a thousand souls
They echo in your eyes
They dances with nonchalance across the ice of each iris
They seem to glitter brighter with each
Thump thump
Thump thump
There is nothing
You are everything
I can't see past you.
Or through you.
Or into you.
Opaque as the near translucent skin
Shrink-wrapped to your body
Tight as marble
Smooth as it too
The silence is comfortable
The tension hurts
Words stabbing painfully at the insides of my mouth
Like a bitten tongue
Painful and mouth-watering.
The beat goes on
Thump thump
Thump thump
I can hear it now
With as much clarity as you
Faster it beats
Faster it beats.
My breathing coincides in perfect harmony
Chest heaving with each shattered and disjoined breath
Finally after and eternity
That seemed to last an hour
That lasted mere minutes
You break it
The tension
The tip of the tongue
The painful and mouth-watering tension
Pushing through the invisible cloud of my hesitation
Tugging hard on the dawning of my adrenaline
Brushing gently the hair from my neck
Sinking your tiny daggers into the filthy white skin.
Draining your lust from the source of the relentless
Thump thump
Thump thump
My frailty is beautiful to you
Your everything is beautiful to me
Beautiful
Painful and mouth-watering.
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Yes, I feel sheepish saying it, but this was inspired by Anne Rice's Lestat. Most notably one extract from Queen of the Damned.
I love vampires.
The way they move, speak, act, look, the iron first in a velvet glove thing. Everything. (Anyone who mentions Twilight looses a limb. Death to Stephanie Meyer).
Anyhoodles. Yeah, I love that beautiful lucid feel her books create and I hoped to recreate that, if only a little.
It needs work, I might re-edit it if I get bored. Meh.
