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

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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

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

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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

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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?

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

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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

Scottula

Grinning as you sip your tea
near an ocean of blue
Anticipating dusk with me
knowing all I crave is you

The music is starting
like a warriors drum
My heart is thrashing
my reservations numb

Your lips of an angel
eyes beaming fire
Feel me approach
my muse, my desire

An anticipated predator
I’ll drink every ounce
No resistance given
yet a scream when I pounce

I’ll give you my all
nothing to fear
With each withdrawal
as you pull me near

I’ll eat your heart
and remove your pains
Now I’ll always be part
like blood in your veins

You can still feel my bite
in the peaceful morning sun
We cut an oath in the night
you’re my goddess of love

– Scottula

Happy Halloween