Sweet Temptation

Made up on the spot

Im hungry for blood

But only the rich kind

That hot sticky stuff

That can be hard to find

Flowing through you're veins

That pumping sensation

I want to drain, oh the temptation

I can't spare a drop

All of it is mine

Untill the flowing stops

Then more ill have to find

Ill search through the night

Untill the scent I catch

I hunt them down

Not leaving a scratch

 

 

Reviews

[Vampire]

I liked this poem, it was short but very intense, food Job :D Vampires rock dont they? :)

[Moii]

I absolutely love this poem, how did you come up with this, amazing :)