|Blogs > rm_WickedFemale > Sexual adventures....|
It is later than you might think
your crimson vitae my desires drink.....
cling to me, my precious one
I'll give you a taste of your eternity to come
a heated passionate death's ending mate.....
now I have decided your dark fate
your naked flesh melted into mine
sharp fangs reflect the candle light shine
softly I cradle you, tilting your handsome face
my fangs pierce your soft flesh
bring you to death's embrace
your hot sweet blood pours across my lips and tongue
I feed upon you until my last drop has cum......
I release you and gaze down upon your raw maleness
licking my lips like a just fed tigress
but there is more I crave from you......
~~~Come to Me.......~~~~~~
10/25/2005 11:47 pm
Against my better sense|
and drawn by passion beyond fear
without care for self
I would be drawn to your embrace
10/26/2005 11:35 am
Tell me more...................|
10/28/2005 5:30 pm
Oh how I love the tales|
of a vampiress ...
10/28/2005 7:02 pm
I wander, lonely as a cloud, |
wondering why people want to draw a crowd?
Poetry driven by vampire fantasy
isn't really my cup of tea.
But then I just watched Wallace and Grommit
battle the curse of the were-rabbit.