Parangs Bob And Wheel

Droplet, a taste of clever quips; Please don’t ever forget, smear the blood on my lips; Turn my eyes to scarlet; Maroon is a little too dark; Shining under the Moon is the depth of your mark; You woo me and I’ll swoon; Shrewd pain has such an attitude; Suffer me your sweet drain, I’ll willingly be food; Silent, I won’t complain; Sharpen those perfect pointed fangs; My soft skin will harden your personal parangs; Just watch my eyes darken.