Fire Inside Me

Long ebony hair,velvet cream skin blood velvet gothic dress wrapped around my body my breasts shimmer in the candlelight where is he,my master,the one my soul aches for Soon I begin to feel him inside me drawing nearer he calls me to obey him, but he doesn't know that I would do anything for him I see his silohoutee behind the curtains before I know it he's on the bed undressing,caressing,kissing lonnnnngggg sloooooww, d e e p wet, I can taste the years of victims in his mouth I can see through eyes of the dark lives he's taken but i'm his special one- -tonight I belong to his soul licking***sucking***Fucking***nibbling when is he going to do it *** take me to the other side he thinks i'm just another one of his victims but longingly I lean over and bite him and drink his blood the blood of a thousand and a cunning smile appears on his face an explosion inside and an intense pain like lighting being drained from me, our bodies becoming one, I drink from him and he drinks from me,and we dissappear into the night forever. Willowthis is a totaly different type of poetry for me , but I hope you like it. Written March 9th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 07:59 PM PST   18 • 0 • 16