Blood

It sustains us.
Propels us in living.
Gives us warmth.
We may also drink it.
Ingest it.
Warm and cold trickles of blood.
Favoured liquid.
Magical fluid.
Parting of seas
and parting of life.
Warm and cold trickles of blood.
I like to watch it pour
from your veins after I
have sliced you with my knife.
I like to see your eyes
as you silently cry
to death.
Warm an cold trickles of blood.
When you have expired,
I shall drain all the blood from
your body and bathe in it.

Reviews

[Lady of the Ring]

Absolutely amazing. YOu gave me chills. I will be seeing those images for a long time. I hope to read more poems like this. Such an emotional feeling.

[Kiari Sabon]

lol i love it, you would be a great demon, strigoi or vampire it seems

[Coyote Poetry]

A vampire of old trick. To bath in blood didn't do her much good in the 1500. She got old anyway. Nice description led to a interesting ending. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Cassie Fraga]

twisted....... takes the minds eye on one hell of a journey. nicely done!!

[tk]

oh.... this kinda terrified me. i pictured myself in this situation, and it gave me chills. you depicted the scene very well. the imagery is magnificent. also, the flow is stunning. you've done a good job on this. thanks for sharing!!
♥

[The Batman]

Kind of dark, which I believe you intended on, yet still good in its own twisted sort of way. Great imagery, nonetheless.

[Manpreet]

This is a " new to me expression. Nice write.

[No name]

Damn... great imaginary. Kinda twisted, Loved it.

[Mary C]

wow.............

[ΨXO]

Dang. Exquisite on a few different fronts. Commence the bloodletting!