The tears glistened

The kiss was wet.
And somehow painful,
like being bitten.
Warm lips.
Sharp teeth.

The hands gripped.
Nails, like talons, dug in
reaching for the heart.
Soft skin.
Cold touch.

The eyes sparkled.
A light from within,
glowing like an evil fire.
Inner light.
Demon sight.

The whispers soothed.
Quiet voices beneath,
like old spirits screaming.
Pillow talk.
Pained cries.

The tears glistened.
Sadness blossoming,
like a blue rose, whithering.
Sweet emotion.
Bleeding heart.

The end came quietly.
Death waltzed in,
shadows with claws.
Life stops.
Love fades.