So she stands in the dim light of the moon,
Dressed in torn silk lace...
She see's her lover coming home,
A smile lights her face...
He's brought nothing but his desire to take her,
And fold her in his arms...
He's failed in his quest to feed,
And he's left with battle scars...
But she's hot for him though he has no food,
And he wants to create new light with her...
He makes his way to her side and sighs,
Soon their passion will burn...
He draws her close, his strength is enticing,
He makes his move to bask in her poison...
He's so turned on, he just cant let go,
Her beauty is bliss, but it still annoys him...
He tastes her lips and she leaves him wanting more,
She takes his hand and leads the way...
Into the darkness of their home they go,
Their desire now near its peak...
He tastes her lips one last time,
His knees go weak...
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