DRAINED
Tis exquisite pleasure,
And torture,
Sweet mistress of the night,
That you rain down upon me --
When you siphon my live essence from my oft willing body.
You eagerly drain me of my life sap,
For reasons that I know why --
To drink deep from my heartbeat pool;
For your own physical pleasure and desire,
Plus the need to control my loyalty!
You are my most vivid nightmares!
Your presence is my tangible link to mortality.
When you pierce my soft flesh,
Driving your canine desire deep inside my artery,
My mortality never feels closer to my heart!
It is all so erotic and fear filled,
When your sexual ferocity rips my flesh to shreds.
Lucky for me, even as I suffer through the blinding burning pain,
You possess the power to heal my wounds --
Before your talon-like nails rip me apart again.
But you never kill me, do you?
It seems you must need me alive and blood filled --
For more than just sating your mystical hungers.
Never question my gratefulness, oh my queen,
I am glad to be alive to serve you every sunless night!
So, for another time, it is now night time.
Darkness has just fallen to again cover us with blackness.
And I am watching over your ebony wood coffin of death-sleep,
Awaiting your emergence to the waking world.
As usual, it is going to be a very long night…
-the end?-
Author: ppq