ARTERIAL BITE ---- MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE
Has not my love been welcomed in delight
when no one else could woo the heart of thee,
so what recourse has moved you to this night
of holding back the love you promised me?
No mere bloodsucking's what I have in mind
but like the finest wine--appreciate
what love has layed right at your feet to find,
enjoy-- or when you cum, you'll cum too late.
No jugular has put out all this much
to princes of the dark, forget their claim!
now I place no demands on you as such;
to choose my love, you've but to say my name.
So lay you down, and bare for me tonight
the place where you would feel orgasm's bite.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet