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you wanted it that night you wanted your blood to run out of controle i bit you harder and you loved the feeling of being lost, and you loved your blood running hotter than hot to a boiling tempeture
you wanted it and i gave you what you wanted
did it feel good to you
do you want to remember how my teeth sanking in to your skin
just enough to get your heart beating so fast that i could hear it
how i wanted to pierce your frail skin and sink in to a pardise all of my own with just a drop of your blood
your every breath was so intence your heart was about to give away to me then i controlled my hunger by pulling back just enough to make you want more of the vimpires taste for blood
the tast like wine a sensual taste, blood like wine stired in cup so slowly moves down with every drop a place of jewls
your blood would be devine
beyond the heart beat of a mortal
wiccan blood the most delightful of them all
with power in every cell and light in every drop yet your blood does not run pure as light a tint of black thats what makes your blood so desireable
if the likeness in me were to get ahold of your blood your life would be in my hands and you breath would seiese to exsist
insatiable... funny time to use such a word
insatiable... because blood is like that word my own blood dosen't satisfy  me any more but others,
i dare to even think of what others blood would do to my "likeness" blood thrist in my mouth right now
you want me to bite harder than i did before
or would you like this in a new place like how you pierced my skin whith your teeth that night...
after all you are taking off your shirt... reveiling your breast
you didnt say that your bra was comming off
but that dosent mean that i wouldnt rip it off of you
a vampires taste for blood is not to be taken lightly as gental as i can be i can be ten times more vishious than you would ever know
what you remember hearing that night that i dont,
i figured out who that was it was... me but as a vishious vampire
we have became one now and black outs no more but midnight it is his time to roam
i can't feed my self any more of my blood
it taste rancid but how does yours taste
maybe next time i wont be so lightly
i will throw your head back and i will pull your hair till your body trembles for more
next time i get you alone you should remember this conversation
for i will and i am not afraide to let you feel all of what has been said
pain and pleasure
enlighten me how rough do you like things to be
sinking my teeath in to you that wont be controlled any more your life will be at my hand and lust will be with us that night that your life becomes mine.
i wrote this while talking to a friend about how lustful vampire's thirst for blood can be.
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itzme332 Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2014  Student Writer
I love it!
smartguy776 Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2014
HeyMillie Featured By Owner Jun 14, 2011
haaa i love it!!
anja-cullen Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2008
me likes very much :D
Shona-Chan Featured By Owner Sep 3, 2007  Hobbyist General Artist
Very nice indeed. You have been praised by a true vampire just now, darling. *takes a bow* I love this, and it will be embeded in my mind. *faves*
ariasis Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2006
truly beautiful a sick and twisted way, but a sick beauty is what I love most .
MasteroftheWicked Featured By Owner Sep 3, 2005
i really like this aluuuuut!!! im obsessed with vampires and this is just sexy! ahah welp ttyl?
fallenangelsheart87 Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2005
kool thanks it was a conversation that created the poem!! i just revised it to make it sound like a poem! lol:)
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