Dance In the DarkA Poem by revenant21Your heart, it beats So warm and so fresh In dark our lips meet My hands on your flesh As the music pulsates And the tune softly plays My wanting fixates Fall victim to dark haze As the midnight wolf calls Our lips meet again In our midnight graveyard ball My hunger turns to pain Your blood smells so sweet My teeth meet your skin Oh, the taste is a treat What a delicious sin Your blood, my mouth greets The biting forms marks One more meet of the lips A violent kiss, to end the Dance In the Dark © 2010 revenant21Featured Review
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