Friday, February 24, 2012

An offering of Blood

It happened by the light of a full moon
The ageless man paced across the cold floor
He stopped on the sound of a creaking door
Then she walked in from the shadows and gloom
She was young – A newborn but full of charm
She must travel a long road from today
The least he could do was show her the way
He held, before her, his pale bare arm
Her incisors bit into his white skin
Red blood burst out from the penetration
She kissed the arm, relished the sensation
To her stomach, the red blood flowed on in

Her thirst for blood urged her to consume more
She drank and became stronger than before


??/?? 2003

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