The coldness remains in my dim chamber
On a stormy winter night
As I lay with my soul in the darkness
I ponder about you
I feel the hot lava that flows within my veins
Passion goes beyond my emotions
An insatiable thirst torments by body and soul
I crave for your scarlet flow of life
Salivating as I imagine my teeth piercing into your flesh
I shall yearn for more after my first savor of living blood
From then on, I’ll be infatuated
Quench my thirst, I plea
Let me fulfill your deepest desires
Let me make passionate love to you
I will reveal to you what possesses me within
I’ll be your fire in my candle lit chamber
I am aware that you want to feel my love
I sense it while you are near
Listen as I whisper in the darkness:
“Let me…be your love…”