Lost Child

Fists grip

Edges of dread

Fear reigns

Cunning and baffling

Enticing me

Come and play

Let me warm you

Sip of this darkness

It beckons me

A lost child

Wandering among

Collected members of insanity

They caress my icy skin

Dampening my ability

To decipher

Truth from lies

The voice within my mind

Screams warnings

I’ve no desire

To comprehend

I’m dead

Yet I still breathe

Hunger thrums inside my soul

Throat aches for

Just one taste

Cravings clawing in my mind

Will finally cease

I’ll be warm

Until next time

Hunger

Hold still now; don’t move

Precious one,

Scented desire beckons to me

Trickling over my skin and heightening my need

Your blood sings my name

Can you hear it?

Your body pressed tightly beneath mine

My tongue dances along the curve of your neck

Lapping at your silky offering

Tasting the rhythm of your heartbeat

Fangs lengthen and ache

A deafening hunger

Your fear mingles with anticipation

Splintering my control

One whispered word of welcome fills my soul

Yes...