Darkness Calls
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I offer up my wrist to him
He looks, studies the lines of veins
Glances up to my face
Sees the concern therein
He bends kissing my skin
once, twice
His hands reach to my hair
Knotting them in the silken strands
Not my wrist he desires
In his mouth, the tips of sharp teeth show
I am mesmerized by his beauty
His soft lips press to mine
hungry
He tips my head to the side
His teeth brush the skin of my neck
My pulse quickens
Oh the sweet, delicious pain
Do i see forever?
Darkness closes on me
All light gone, silence
He is my death
I am aware no more
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