Vespertilio91
New Member
Sensation never felt before,
Released by your lustful touch,
Grips my soul, so desperately.
So seduce me with so much
As a passing glance--could never
Nor a soft caress of lips.
Something special, something spicy,
Some wine on which you'll sip.
Something only someone like me
Could ever think of giving;
Something that drains me forever,
Release the pain of living.
Is this why this sensation is
So different from all others?
Is it your vampiric intrigue
I look in, not another?
Released by your lustful touch,
Grips my soul, so desperately.
So seduce me with so much
As a passing glance--could never
Nor a soft caress of lips.
Something special, something spicy,
Some wine on which you'll sip.
Something only someone like me
Could ever think of giving;
Something that drains me forever,
Release the pain of living.
Is this why this sensation is
So different from all others?
Is it your vampiric intrigue
I look in, not another?