Endless Night
a pale face,
and dark hair.
tall and handsome,
with a radiant smile.
eyes so clear.
a chiseled chest,
and sculpted arms,
hands so big they swallow mine.
then, in the blink of an eye,
glistening teeth
right on my neck,
piercing my skin as
the blood trickles into him.
sweet taste of me,
what he's been thirsting.
me becoming unto him,
me becoming one of them
a day of rest,
and nights of restless wonder.
thoughts knashing about
within my thinky place.
Blood! thats what i want
the sweet tempting,
taste of never tainted blood.
Copyright © Summer Hackney | Year Posted 2008
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