Stalking under a full moon.
A huntress of the night.
Waiting for my sweet kiss of red.
Stained and tainted roses are my Lips.
Feline eyes and elfin ears,
Stark against my blood stained satin dress.
Touch so cold, but yet so haunting.
No breath in the cold.
Still heart is no longer needed to
Beat.
Quivering nostrils quest for hot
Blood.
All alone, so solitary a figure am i.
Aching to take life for myself.
Falling or eternity into a black
Abyss.
Forever in pain and death.
