Vampyre

by Variance Severin Knight   Jan 18, 2008


My wrist is bleeding

my eyes searching you face

answers is what i have

to questions you ask

my life flowing with these few drops

you are reborn to this world of darkness

your smile lighting up the world

only to have it darkened with your frown

my heart i give to never have it returned

my soul is damned and yet i do not care

hold me close and i will call

"my tempting mistress.. "

your wrist so soft, smelling fragrant

your smell inticing

your voice intoxicating

my mind has gone blurry as you take from me my life

Only one thing to say

"My heart is yours, quit playin your games and show me your feelings"

her wrist i bite, feeling the warmth and tasting the texture.

so hot and sweet her blood, intoxicating me more.

till i can drink no more, her heart is mine.

and mine hers.

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