You have heard of me

I like to drink the blood

Of the temporary

Hush! Before I feed

A wing-ed abyss

The taste of you

Is pleasuring

(Shhh…)

 

You think I’m what you need

Soft of the flesh

Your supple neck

Will feel me breathe

At the edge of a dream

My-distant-voice trance-like

Alters your reality

(Scream…)

 

A moment of bliss

Followed by grief

Too late, regret,

Immortal enemy

 

I’m an evil machine

My kiss of death

Gave you life eternally

Queen without any peace

You’ll walk the earth

Hungry always with

The Need

(You’re freed…)

 

All Rights Reserved (c) October 2018 John J Vinacci

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