Carne Sangre
The black on my claws
Colors its kiss
Matching the words you spread
Contrasting urge felt
Each layer greedy
And you I yearn for
Bloated under juices
And my heartbeat pounds
Eyes sheen madness
Tunnel dense in oblivions
You say elusive and I pounce
Tame purr... and I hiss
Into your night, crave my bite!
(c) 2008 v.j.m.a.
Colors its kiss
Matching the words you spread
Contrasting urge felt
Each layer greedy
And you I yearn for
Bloated under juices
And my heartbeat pounds
Eyes sheen madness
Tunnel dense in oblivions
You say elusive and I pounce
Tame purr... and I hiss
Into your night, crave my bite!
(c) 2008 v.j.m.a.
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