My fingers were lost between his,
pressing me down on the mattress and stealing short breaths of death.
I was helpless, lost in a dance that I cannot name,
embracing the moon and dancing on her edges.
My neck was stretched to its full length,
the pain as intense as the pleasure,
bringing tears to my eyes,
tears filled with yearning.
The noises that escaped my throat were too weak to be heard,
but your breath near my ear intensified my longing.
Shivers ran down my spine, and I went numb for a moment,
trying to say your name but holding it back because it was so forbidden.
I needed to bite you, I had to do it, I must
taste your flesh, taste your blood,
make you mine,
and make you wince in pain.
I am what I am, and you have left me starved.
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