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March 21, 2005
Filling the Void
she knew, feeling him in her bones
She could hear, the brushing of the leaves
ebbing the silence muffled and hush,
she could see his breath, the cold eyes
as he brought his head down smelling
the soil, and then up to sniff the air
the windows were locked, the door shot
but he knew she was there
She felt a tinge a sensation
at her center that ran through her
Not fear, excitement, ruunig under
her skin, stretching in her, filling
the void that predictibility
of every days had left, she
took a long breath.
He pranced around,
It was not the hunger in him
He missed the urgency of the hunt
and the severity of the kill
His teeth ached, the thirts
in him, the warmth of the flesh
croaded in blood, under his teeth
in his mouth the texture, the taset
chewed and swallwed, going dwon
inside his throat, and belly
filling the void.
She opened the door
stood on the balcony,
the air was cold, clear
Fresh on her skin, she needed
To see him, she was far enough
her heart sped, the blood wooshed
under her skin heaving the flesh
The yearning inched and climbed
He saw her, sniffing the air
carrying her scent that flowed
In air, her humid essence, damp and
tortured, inching inside him in
a twirl, dizzying his head, he
Howled, in a low voice, long
And delibrate,
She stood by the railing
cut her palm against the edges
and let the blood dripp
along side her fingers
Falling down on the soil
Red, and living, spread
He followed the scent
and lapped his tongue taking
it in, as much as he could,
As much as it came, on his tongue
inside his mouth the taste of her blood
her humid damp essence, freah and living
filling the void in him, then he left.
Posted by Idinraha at March 21, 2005 12:09 PM
Comments
and the void always needs filling, doesn't it? I like this, all built on instinct and feeling. also longing, because how can you have passion without longing? one in the same...to taste of blood and claim as property, the one who stands beckoning on the platform. I like how it starts out with 'her' needing to be filled and ends with 'him' being sated.
Posted by: MeTaL at March 21, 2005 02:08 PM