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Click herelava leaking
taste of metal
trickle
from the rim of your mouth
takes no prisoners
you sense the heat
like soothing balm
lethal lubrication
drip
drip
drip
from your chin
then throw your head to the sky
and feel
poignant sweetness
painting red
tattoo curves
instead of falling
lingering in the hollow
of your throat
before plunging into suicide
crushed
between overflowing
pushed up wonders
mauled
under greedy hands
and not before I smell
that hauntingly familiar
but evading perfume...
dirt dread life love
damage disaster
...I slow down
disengage lips
from your hazelnut hue
and open my eyes
to a Mars landscape
smeared over naked hills
and hear
your mad melodic laughter
prattle drilling spikes
into the air
like your fingernails
aimed urgent at my flesh
drawing lava
of their own
don't you fucking dare stop!
not now, not yet!
don't worry, I just bit
my lip
too hard
deep clean crimson
claims all I see
that sticky trickle
smothering sanity
and I sweep up
ascend to your flaming face
descend to savor
devour
in glorious frenzy
iron and energy
life and love
with a kiss
drink
your primal sacrifice
this one unique
insane moment
I forgot to add that I love this part:
don't you fucking dare stop!
not now, not yet!
don't worry, I just bit
my lip
too hard
I love your bitten lip humor and the title is clever.
It has inspired me to write my own vampire verse but I fear that it would... suck. Anyway, fangs for the great poem.