'I love you, my sweet'
and carefuly take me into your arms.
Your cold lips kiss my hand,
arm,
neck,
and fianly press to my waiting lips.
A feeling of floating on air envelopes me;
I feel as though no worry has ever existed,
no love has ever been more then ours,
and no one could seperate us from this
kiss.
I feel high with joy!
And then,
in one fluid motion,
your lips slide to my throught and
bite.
I feel my essence drain,
my body go limp.
My mind is still numb from
your kiss.
As my vision dims,
the pain starts.
A burning worse then fire,
a cold worse then frost bite,
and under it all, a desire to kill.
My life begins to end.
the last thing i see is your face,
your smile as you whisper
'my love, we shall now be together,
forever'
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