Below is the poem entitled Vampiric Desires which was written by poet
Wellman. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I see the blood drip down your neck,
& I go crazy just to get,
a little closer to the spot,
that I can see because its "hott,"
the pain you feel is pleasure too,
it makes you wonder what I'll do,
to get a taste of that luscious blood,
but Im thinking about what its done,
to my friend, and why you're like this,
but thinking now, just to spite its,
pain, I know you are feeling,
I want that feeling, and I want you healing, so as I drink you are wondering,
"will she kill me, what is comming?,"
and so after I am done,
you look at me, like that was fun.
"Now its your turn," I say,
as I cut a little away,
you look excited and you look away,
You see me cringe but you stray,
this excites you,you want it now,
as you begin to drink, you think "WOW!," this is exciting and very, very fun,
but you drink a little too much... IM GONE!