Shadow Kiss

I looked at her from the words she had said, and tried to ignore the fact that she was stuck in my head.
Unless I be rich and faithful, my eyes would see only hurts disgraceful.
Once engineered to the doctrine of eternal youth, the carriage of misuse was indefinite understanding how much of it never got wasted.
Malory's action was the bone crusher and the flames of thames the crude collector.
Kiss me now she said, on the elbow, then on the lips.
Your soul is mine now she tells me, then in that rude awakening we devour each other like a bunch of grapes.