Killer Love

Death won't hold you as tight as she will.
Blood won't cling to you as close as she will.
Your heart won't beat as hers does for you.
Your life will mean nothing without her.

She's your everything, your partner in crime, your sweet one.
Who kills for you, who drinks blood for your love.
A sick and twisted love, these two killers...
But in their own world it is a love beyond even happily-ever-after.

Even in making love they are safe and content.
Vile and sick though their lives lead, it is good.
Held tightly in their arms together, clutching at something.
Something to keep them sane.

This is you and I, my love.
We were made for each other in our own sick way.
We are perfection in a human form, disturbing though we are.
It is only in love that we can be human again.