Tender lips tracing the crimson

Bite her with care and precision!
Not a drop of blood wasted
Or spilled upon the ground
In transgression of all that’s

A tear of blood is sorrowful
A lonely dereliction of pleasure
To be cured with a kiss
Tender lips tracing the crimson

Ignore your victim’s cries!
The racing of her heart
The trembling of her breasts
Are proof undeniable of

Let her worship you…
Let her drown in your moon-song eyes
Let her drink deeply of your life
And she will be yours

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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5 Responses to Tender lips tracing the crimson

  1. Noora says:

    “Let her drown in your moon-song eyes” – i really like this. Great work, as usual.

  2. monocochlearmutineer says:

    “A lonely dereliction of pleasure” – marvellous!

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