Blood Attraction- Anew Living
Secretly Paris lurks in the shadows,
Looking at all the blood thirsty fellows,
For she knows this is what she has become,
Over taken by the lust of blood,
Passion now renewed,
From deep within,
For how would I know?
They would come to me,
Blood flowing around the queen bee,
For I must see a mirror,
And see what they see,
For this life has become easy,
They are all attracted to me,
My flowing blond hair,
Draped along the middle of my back,
My dark mysterious eye,
Adding to my addicting smile,
The confidence of my moves,
So easy is this to draw them in,
For the table is set,
In the streets,
As they wait for me,
Never able to tell,
Their fate is hell,
As I drain them to their end,
They all so change as the years go by,
Not the flavor,
But the gleam in their eyes,
Never knowing they will soon die,
I walk in the dead of night,
Searching for that pure of heart,
That will end these endless nights,
For death for me has been taken away,
Till I find the one that could set me free,
….. To Be Continued
SH 4/28/10
Copyright © Scott Harlib | Year Posted 2010
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