Eyes stare cold frost intensely burning, warm lips yearning
painting saliva across his kissing tools with his tongue, so highly strung,
so intense, powerfully immense like a cat poised ready to pounce, without sound soaking up her scent... Unaware, naive of his dark intent
he closes in and nuzzles her neck... Oblivious to the threat she submits as he licks her wet chest to breast so tightly pressed slowly pulling at clothes desires of undressed
Clothes come loose
peeling like fruit wanting her juice
The trickle of her nectar the spark for his fuse
he stands back amused he doesn't like his fruit bruised
so he engages softly holds her wrists
showers her in romantic kiss reaching a tantric state of forbidden bliss
she feels for his heart but the beat don't miss there is no beat to her whiteness
could he be seedless, needless, faithless, heartless, she wants him regardless to extinguish her fire... Before it expire as knowledge transpire Naughty girl shouldn't consort with a vampire.
Β©Edward Gee Humphrey
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