Was it a dream?
A whirlwind
An eternity
Locked in your thrall
My blood on your lips
Constant feeding
A bloody tap
With no fail safe

I dream
To feed
To rip the flesh of life
Tear away the lacquer
Sink my teeth deep
Clawing as I lick it’s centre
That soft underbelly
A chewy surprise
Or the decadent
Glass hugging syrup
Bloody honey
It matters not

It’s purpose is the point
To taste life
To master nothing or everything
Experience teaches much
If you treat it like a lover
Open the door, mind, body, soul
A foundation to grow on
So grow, Be, Live, Devour

Death Maiden



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