I have been reading way, way too many Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter novels lately, grins wicked. Wanna play?
Passion, power-
blood to my beast.
Passion, power-
come be my feast.
Wet and hot-
I want you in.
Give or take-
come be my sin.
Silver, fire-
your blood, your tears-
I lick your skin.
I suck your fears.
I want to chew
your essence whole.
I want to be
your wicked soul.
Passion, power-
I'll make you kneel.
Passion, power-
you'll make me feel.
Blood and tears-
fear and sweat-
I'll eat your heart.
You'll make me wet.
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