Pierce My Skin
It’s time to find that sweet caress
To end the thoughts of duress
It will not be a fleeting fling
Or feel painful as a bee’s sting
Instead, it will feel real and right
Not a deceitful thief in the night
Rather, it will feel like pure joy
Not like some plastic substitute toy
Emotions will not be overwhelming
Instead, he’ll act as gentle gelding
No guilt or sorrow will follow
For as we consume, it isn’t shallow
Kissing and stroking each inch of skin
Makes us engaged as we’re giving in
To our desires, which are needs fulfilled
So long building up, they just had to spill!
That special feeling needs expression
Trapping it in doesn’t render a lesson
With so much will-power and control
How can your true love submit and console?
Tenderness is your fiery red heart
It warms deep down…it’s a start
Yet passionate loving is what you really need
So come, my vampire- Pierce my skin and feed!
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