Burning, quivering
Staring into the junoesque
Handsome face of oblivion
Noticing the slight curvature
In the features of her smile
As the moonlight radiates over her skin
Showing crevices, indentations
Around that little grin
But it moves closer
Steadily advancing on her guard
Both women amazed at their own actions
Harming no one
Naïve in it’s self
Only a thought running through her head
Randomly and infrequent
She once again reaches
For some sort of comfort
This erotic confrontation
Weighting her down
Dragging her deeper, further
Apathetically turning her head towards salvation
But only to laugh in it’s face
Burying her face into the silken skin
Of her lover’s forearm
Sinking teeth into flesh
Severing it off in chunks
Devouring the trickle of life
Rushing down her arm
Humming the tune of an apocalyptical abandon
Clichéd by her own use
She continues her mode of aggression
Stopping only for a slight rest in sighs
Amazingly the arms wrap around her
Those feminine arms
Warmth radiating
Sending through her body
Little pin pricks of pleasure and pain
Jetting all through her body
As that strange female entrances her
Wrapping her arms around her
Biting her…only to move away
She calls out
Screaming blankly into the night
A trauma never to be forgotten
Lover’s embraces lead to abandon
If only, for a second
She would give her life
In order to see that face…
Once more…
She dreams for it
Longs after it
To see that uniquely beautiful face
Those coloured lips
Upon that colourless face
Simple and yet astonishingly perplexing
Her worst and best nightmare
Wrapped into one touch
Brushing her neck
Breasts, Thighs…
She wants it
She will never have it again