Wings of the Night
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The night calls to me the blood whispers come,
the guilt is gone from the deeds I have done.
My eyes burn blood red in search of prey,
I'll kill if you get in my way.
My pale hand caresses your cheek,
the blood is the comfort I seek.
My teeth glisten in the night,
searching hoping to take that first bite,
it's not just your life essence I crave,
it gets so lonely in my grave.
I want to stoke your passion with eternal fire,
filling you with my desire.
my fingers ache to touch your skin,
to through all inhibitions to the wind.
Come fly with me to the moon,
bodies spent, always too soon.
An eternal gift I offer you,
caress the darkness too.
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| Date Added: |
January 03, 2009 |
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