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"bite"
she subscribes to legend and lore
desire enters, body, soul and spirit
it is now time to settle the score
while others sing, "Auld Lang Syne" and resolutions galore
I take her delicate, trusting hand
she fears not the Dark Lord
tonight, I shall draw blood from a willing core
hers, an experience soon real
a bite as never before
scarlet will paint her neck, behind the secret door
piercing, sucking, gasping eternal joy
this is what's in store
her alabaster form, left crumpled on the floor
there she shall awake
to live forevermore
*December 31, 2014*
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