Incisor Amour

Dark eyes and honey skin
Hypnotic aura, one of a kind
I wanted to possess and devour
but your fangs, superior to mine

~

For only you I fashioned a Taj Mahal
and refused to accept it in vain
Then, you slayed me with your bite
and my feelings stayed the same

~

The darkest hour
is every morning as I wake
Hallmarks of immortal desire
Scars on my neck which you’re to blame

~

I want to run from the memories
I want to never feel the hope
I don’t want to walk amongst the living dead
or drink the blood of kindred souls

~

I try to run away in a straight line
but always return on bended knee
Am I a slave to the darkness
or a jester to a queen?

~

It feels I’m always seeking red
Edgily awaiting one more drink
It’s convoluted to distinguish
when your tricks appear as treats

~

If someday wings refuse to form
as bells toll the midnight hour
Simply know you took the best of me
in your last leap from the tower

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Scottula


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