Enticing Bite
Its not at the heart of me,
Not even close
Its not your heart I feel but your pulse
I feel it each time we meet
I see it in your eyes
A look so sweet
With open arms I embrace you
With hidden charms I seduce you
With open lust I infect you
I know you feel it too
But you chose ignorance
for that hidden bliss
You bask in your pain,
In that suffering you so beg for
the blood I tithe is more for you
For every bite I take
The lights blur and ecstasy is pure
I feel the wake in your breath
And with every night in which i visit
your light fades a little more
And mine grows more euphoric
Copyright © Martin Walker | Year Posted 2009
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