Thick and red it flows while my hunger grows
Loud and shrill they shriek while havoc I wreak
Nails clawing, fangs gnawing holding each other tight
Won't you come and dance with me this night?
Heart racing as eyes are tracing our steps around the room
I can hear it, smell your fears, as you dance to your supposed doom
Could not resist the lure of my eyes nor my beautiful lies
But you have nothing to fear this night
May work on this one more, goal is to make one paragraph from the moment happening and follow it with one from the past, going back and forth till they line up for the last two.
COMMENTS
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BloodRoseX
16:52 May 04 2020
Omg. I love it.
BloodRoseX
16:53 May 04 2020
The thing about poetry is that you can experiment in whichever way you want. Try switching it up. It could be fun!