What are you?

Twilight skies
misty eyes,
tears roll down my cheeks,
you start a sudden speech.

I listen carefully...

With all the tension
and did I not mention,
He's no ordinary child
His face is calm and mild.

His cold pail skin
chills my every limb,
My bones stutter
and almost melt like butter.

His motionless arm
Rests on my face
with such movement and paste
he asked me "Can I taste?"

I was confused
so I refused
but he didn't care
he lifted my hair
and bit into my skin

I felt like a pin
just struck to the floor
I ran away
and shut my house door,
But I wanted more...