This Hunger

This hunger I cannot hide,

For it burns like fire through my veins.

Your soft pale skin,

Against my crimson lips,

Entice my every sense.

I like your beautiful flesh,

Wishing for more.

I can feel your heart beat,

Beneath my tongue as I trace,

The pulsing vein within your neck.

I smell the sweet essencs,

That flows just below the surface.

I gaze deep into your emotional eyes,

To find lust and desire there.

How I would like to give you,

What you so dearly want,

But now I must quench my thrist,

That rages and weakens me,.

Then maybe I can free you,

    And give you the pleasure you want.

I whisper in your ear what I want,

You nod your head,

Allowing me to take what I need.

I carefully scratch you throat with my nail,

Allowing access to the sweet fluid,

That I must have.

I gently drink from your vein,

Truly tasting you from within.

Once my thirst has been sated,

I return the favor,

By giving you the pleasure,

You waited so paitiently for.

I gave you all I could,

And when it was over,

I held you tight in my arms,

Until I had to leave.