killer-love

My teeth, Long and sharp, Run up and down your shivering body, Gently, like playing a harp. Long, soft strokes, My snow white hand moves, And grabs your head, While my voice soothes. I whisper calming thoughts, Putting calming things in your mind, With my voice and my eyes, I hold you in a bind. Yet that does not stop the shivering, The fear in your face, You do not understand, Me, or my race. Tempted, and temped no more, My long-since dead heart beats, Wanting to live again, Wanting to taste your blood like sweets. It is no longer I can wait, I sink my fangs into your flesh, Into that skin so pale with fear, The skin o