Dance In the Dark

Your 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

Reviews

[SoulofManyFaces]

Only fifteen, and I am impressed with this poem.
Here are so really good lines for me: An He watched and saw that it was good.

Your heart, it beats
So warm and so fresh
In dark our lips meet
Your blood smells so sweet
My teeth meet your skin

Oh, the taste is a treat
What a delicious sin
A violent kiss, to end the
Dance In the Dark

There is emotion here in these words, maybe, even
pain, but they were felt.

[Tori]

cool. Very dark and intense

[Holly]

Oooo.. I like this one! It's very cool. I like how visual it all is, and the werelwolf(?) aspect is very interesting for you.