Something I whipped up.
A Tempest’s kiss
One kiss is all it takes.
Bittersweet irony to a dead man’s hunger
Swirling nonstop in his cavity of rage and darkness with no way out.
You make a deal with the Devil
And forever dance in the moonlight
While your fate is sealed with a piercing kiss.
Blood.
You can hear it pulsing in her veins.
Dark and crimson.
You long for the taste.
The Kill.
One bite won’t hurt.
Sweat.
Like a fountain pouring from your skin.
Convince yourself that it’s wrong
When you know it’s oh so right.
Her long, flowing hair and her creamy white skin
Glistens in the moonlight as you watch her from her
Bedroom window.
An angel soon to become a demon of the night.
Like a bat out of hell you scream metamorphosis
And define the similarities of man and beast.
A predator ready to pounce on his prey.
For what is the purpose of life and love
Because when you’re dead, you have nothing to live for.
One kiss is all it takes.
From a vampire.
A beast
Or a man.
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