Undead Kisses

by Morgan


His fingers traced down my perishing curves,
The hour glass was growing near,
painted black the ceilings unveiled us,
It was clear once his bleeding lips caressed my open wound,
I felt my heart stop beating, Welcoming the bleeding,
Untie my pure white lace with true loves bite,

Thirsting for my tears, I come alive as the moon rises,
my cries are met with an open kiss,
Choking on your fear,
our gaze never falters,
while our hands explore to our undead hearts content.

Now as our black kisses foam out of our mouths,
I've been sewn into your embrace,
I felt my heart stop beating, Welcoming the bleeding,
Now I’m all that you bleed…

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