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Glanced in her eyes of both sadness and hunger

Upon her lips a seductive whimper

To her gladly the Golden Apple would be given

and for her ships would be set sail.



All for the taste of her crimson lips

All for the feel of her hungry touch

All for the need for her gaze



Parted slightly with desire her lips do beckon

Every motion in her form a seductive urge

Tongue slowly moving to taste

Hands slowly searching for heat.



To lick her crimson lips

To mimic her searching hand

To part her warmth with my own I ache



Closely moving flesh to flesh

Nails leaving crimson paths



Paths of Pleasure

Paths of Pain



Tongue gliding over my beat

Teeth drawn out by need

A slow sudden sting

A moan of pleasure



Charmed by supple form

Hunger being quelled

Bite recoiled and eyes together gaze



She smiles and licks my crimson stained lips



Written for me by the Dark Angel of my soul