I always wished he was near,
So that he could hold me near,
Missing him ever so much,
Just needing to be loved by his
warm touch.
Searching for him I have so long,
Now I have found him and so
close he is,
Yet however not close enough to
be held,
Soon I will be held forever
more.
Late at night in my veins I feel
pain,
Pain of not being held in his loving
arms.
Yet soon I keep telling myself,
Soon with him I shall be.
He is my whole world.
For my blood tells me so.
Him and I forever more,
Forever together.
There once was a woman with long black hair. She lured many men into her lair. With deadly sharp fangs, she hungrily fed. Their sweet tender necks, surely had bled. Her face grew red, and the men were soon dead.
This same woman was no woman at all, making the children of men, lay on their bellies to crawl, standing in the shadow of a clouded moon, the hidden face of death that would be coming soon, A warning that was never heard, and mortal vision that was forever blurred, I see such pale skin, and bright green eyes, the innocence on her face, never disturbes her disguise, as she ends up in every social gathering, throughout time and space.
..... Do you like that?..How I nibble on the lobe of your ear?..Or how I caress your tender necks with my fangs?...Do you crave to have me? ....Well,..you can, I'm right here infront of you, ..only not really there. I'm just an imagination of your thoughts. I'm giving you everything you have always dreamed for,..eternal youth.
..... Do you love it when I bite down hard?...When the blood flowingly pours from you into my mouth? Do you like how your heart stops beating?...How you're close to death,...without a doubt. Or, how about when I give you new life and make you mine?...Do you like that now?
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