My eyes fell slowly on her white breasts,
Her skin seems so shiny and so smooth…
My fingertips touching her, barely, just like a thought..
“Are you alive, or are you just a memory?
Ghost of an enemy or are you still a lover...
Your skin so soft… there is yet to lose control over me…”
No rush… taking her rosy smell inside my lungs,
Holding on to the innocence she refuses to keep,
Warming me, changing me, loving me.
Not believing her blood red lips were once pushing against mine…
With such a passion, which such hunger… like she used to.
Not believing her touch was so familiar, her teeth so close…
Her tongue so wet, and touches so soft…
Oh what a familiar sight she once was.
“Forgive my sinful thoughts, are you an enemy or still a lover?
Have you changed your ways, angel, have you joined all demons?”
I adore you so…still… angel.
Demon from a present, angel from my past.
Oh, darling, how I have missed you…
How I still miss your blood red lips on mine.
Dear, vampire, how I have let you suck my blood,
How soft acts of tender love you changed…
Wicked babe, such a tremble in my words,
Such vibe flowing through me at the very thought.
How can you hold me still, from your deep grave…
Loving to torture me slowly, blindly…
My bed, your death and my love your poison…
How am I cursed with such a poisonous love,
An adoration filling your veins, still…
The death that dressed you, still my sheets…
Oh how I miss you still, my love.
Closing my eyes, to an escape so sharp,
Reliving the icy skin that was once my blanket…
Covering me with the tender kisses…
How I adore you still, my angel…
How you’ve betrayed me so… you wicked demon.
Why must I love, why must I live again and again dreaming this sin…
Your skin on mine, your lips surrounding me…
My every heartbeat…. My every breath,
Yours, my vampire.
Love, D.
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