She called me strange,
she said she's afraid,
afraid not of me
but of do not sleep.
I said to her i'm hungry,
she offered herself...
A lady wanting to be eaten,
to be the dinner of a strange.
I couldn't refuse her offer,
this wouldn't come very often...
Milady is gonna be taken,
shall never more be forsaken.
And she took her necklace off,
giving me the acces "misery" she said.
Her neck's got a perfect surface,
reflecting my eyes turning red.
I drank just enough as i should,
being careful of keeping her pulse.
I wanted milady to stay warm
as i hold her lightly in my arms
The aftertaste of her blood
in my mouth and in my throat,
the essence of her skin smell
in my mind and in my veins.
A new bond has been created
not as fragile as the skyn,
something magic fascinating
that people can call it a sin.
COMMENTS
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BeautifulEnlightenment
18:07 Jan 06 2015
Wow! Very romantic!! I loved it! Thanks for sharing this with me! ;-)