Dark Desire

by Insanelyempty   Feb 21, 2006


It's a night of dark desire
The immortal one wakens
darkness shrouds her deathly form,
an eternal desire
Her midnight hair cascades over pale, delicate shoulders
And her crimson lips slightly part
to taste the blood streaming from the pale flesh beneath her
Now a night of satisfied thirst

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