Absolution
Your skin softer than a ripe pear,
allow me to just take a bite;
It could turn into a wild night
I’m fascinated by your glare;
Lost, angry, and into bloodshed
I sense that you want a way out;
A vampire with a silent shout
seduced you were not prepared;
Cutting isn’t the solution
what you need is to play victim;
You’ll enjoy bending to my whim;
Bleed I’ll provide absolution.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2023
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