Hunger

by Beautiful Chaos   Nov 17, 2007


A vampire's kiss,
The sweetest pain,
Losing your blood,
Feeling it drain.

His eyes are dark,
His skin is cold,
He sees your heart,
He's taking hold.

He lives in darkness,
He takes you there,
A sunless cavern,
Of despair.

You feel his lips,
Still on your neck,
Though they're not,
You feel a wreck.

Blood is dripping,
Down your clothes,
You feel this lust,
As it flows.

You wonder where,
And why it comes,
This want you have,
What it becomes.

He calls you forth,
There is no fear,
You go to him,
He holds you near.

He whispers now,
You are his slave,
You tilt your chin,
For what he craves.

You burn like fire,
Such deadly lips,
Which drain your life,
And light your hips.

You are his,
No turning back,
Your heart is slowly,
Turning black.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Lemma

    Oooooo shivers down spine! Super-creepy but totally awesome! The pace was great and really well sustained. The flow was spot on and the rhyme was perfecto. Imagery was hauntingly effective! My favourite stanza was:

    "He whispers now,
    You are his slave,
    You tilt your chin,
    For what he craves."

    5/5

    Em xXx

  • 17 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    Excellent job, this poem had a very good flow!
    Keep writting
    =]

  • 17 years ago

    by *.*make_me_happy*.*

    Beautiful

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