Blood
Nothing else matters anymore,
It's all about the one.
The one thing that gives life,
Or can even take it away.
Tasting and craving it,
Wanting and needing it.
Every vein in my body
Tells me to find it, drink it.
I listen to it,
Dreaming of the taste.
There, now, the prey comes,
Startled by my presence.
A smile, a polite apology.
A smile in reply, a quick movement.
It's in my mouth now,
Flowing down my throat in
Pure ecstasy.
Nothing else matters,
The body falling to the ground.
Now that I have it,
I am alive again
Forever wanting more.
Makes me think of the time when Stefan Salvatore went through the phase of intense desire for human blood.
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