I did a poem almost exactly like this before except I turned death into some kind of male evil angel. This was good.

**So with vampire teeth, gently ripping my lips
stroking my hair, shredding, blood on her claws
my eyes wide open and awed, never to close
but still I loved her evermore, past the flaws**

wow VERY VERY strong imagery..amazing job. wow.

**caressing my shivering skin, her touch like ice
but the burning inside, silent, a soul the price.**

wow just love that line it really stuck out. oh and i agree death can be a women to you know why? because it knows love and emotions all to well and death is an emotion (so i think) just dead..so great piece loved it way to stay true to your emotions.

5/5 melissa

**So with vampire teeth, gently ripping my lips
stroking my hair, shredding, blood on her claws
my eyes wide open and awed, never to close
but still I loved her evermore, past the flaws**

wow VERY VERY strong imagery..amazing job. wow.

**caressing my shivering skin, her touch like ice
but the burning inside, silent, a soul the price.**

wow just love that line it really stuck out. oh and i agree death can be a women to you know why? because it knows love and emotions all to well and death is an emotion (so i think) just dead..so great piece loved it way to stay true to your emotions.

5/5 melissa