Here beneath tranquil moonlight,
walking hand in hand,
tension, love flow within these veins.
Midnight creeps upon the skies
as we settle underneath the tentacles
of a decaying tree.
Hearts that beat with hunger
of razorblade love.
Lying down against the trunk,
staring deep into your eyes
where pools of raven black,
dance, full of thirst, stare back.
My fingers trace your spine
as the feel each quiver of love
while I hear the fading moans
of a forbidden love.
I pull away the strands of hair
as my blade caresses your fragile neck.
I feel each faint gasp
that yearns for more.
The steel edge digs deeper
into your pallid skin.
Feel the sting of my love
as crimson red drips down
from the tender, loving cut.
Hold you tight against my chest.
Pull you closer to my heart
that craves yet more.
Brush my lips against silken flesh
and begin to drink.
Drink the love you shed for me,
Lick up the trust you had in me.