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Crimson Thirst

-Between Blood and Shadow

By Leeza-Bridget CooperPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
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Your pulse shivers beneath my waiting lips,

A heat that coils and writhes beneath my grasp.

I taste eternity in your trembling fingertips.

The night leans close, velvet pressing velvet tight,

I coil your hair, your moans a molten gasp.

Your pulse shivers beneath my waiting lips.

Each sigh you breath is torment my darkness sips,

Your skin folds open like a secret I unclasp.

I taste eternity in your trembling fingertips.

"LEAVE THE LIGHT ON...TONIGHT."

I trace the curve where mortal pleasure dips,

My fangs brush silk where breath and blood bath.

Your pulse shivers beneath my waiting lips.

Candles gutter as our shadows writhe and twist,

Every shiver caught between whisper and rasp.

I taste eternity in your trembling fingertips.

The walls scream with every gasp entwined,

Earth disappears beneath my ravenous mask.

Your pulse shivers beneath my waiting lips.

Come with me where hunger never quits,

Where veins are rivers and ecstasy devours.

I taste eternity in your trembling fingertips.

~Mpowerusleeza~

Villanelle

About the Creator

Leeza-Bridget Cooper

Poet, scribe, and conjurer of stories and film; a surviver, world traveller and seeker of nostalgia, the vintage, and the fleeting wonder, shaping words and visions, holding the sacred key to worlds only a true artiste can appreciate.

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    Written by Leeza-Bridget Cooper