Phoenix_Tears
08-05-2003, 11:03 PM
Cooing softly into her ear, getting inside her mind
Discovering, unearthing her deepest fears, scavenging all i can find
Always watching, in the shadows waiting, planning my artful attack
Once i behold her, Once i kiss her, she will never ever be back
One bloodshot eye upon her back, one watching her crimson curls sway
One ear listening to her breathe one ear who's hearing had gone away
One fang dripping saliva, one ready to sink in
One scent of her lavender perfume, one thought of blood upon her skin
At last my night anticipated for an eternity was upon me
I waited silently behind a willow tree
She passed so close, he could smell her blood coursing through her veins
He looked forward to bathing in her glistening remains
She was in his range now, and quick as a flash he was upon her
She had no time to scream, He gave neither a tear or a care, neither
No mercy no love, no consideration in his heart
Slowly he felt the skin at her neck part
The warm blood flowed into his ready or not mouth
It headed down his throat into his south
Warming him right down to his toes
Where else, who knows
When he was done, he backed away
On to find another prey-
Discovering, unearthing her deepest fears, scavenging all i can find
Always watching, in the shadows waiting, planning my artful attack
Once i behold her, Once i kiss her, she will never ever be back
One bloodshot eye upon her back, one watching her crimson curls sway
One ear listening to her breathe one ear who's hearing had gone away
One fang dripping saliva, one ready to sink in
One scent of her lavender perfume, one thought of blood upon her skin
At last my night anticipated for an eternity was upon me
I waited silently behind a willow tree
She passed so close, he could smell her blood coursing through her veins
He looked forward to bathing in her glistening remains
She was in his range now, and quick as a flash he was upon her
She had no time to scream, He gave neither a tear or a care, neither
No mercy no love, no consideration in his heart
Slowly he felt the skin at her neck part
The warm blood flowed into his ready or not mouth
It headed down his throat into his south
Warming him right down to his toes
Where else, who knows
When he was done, he backed away
On to find another prey-