The soft carress of your lips,
the warmness of your blood,
this is why i live, endure,
the taste of your flesh,
the string of reason in your mind,
snapping constantly with me,
this is why i remain,and wait
life is nothing without your darkness,
enveloping me and drowning out the light,
forever in your grasp and you within my reach,
sweet tendrils of your thoughts providing excstasy
wrap around my mind and being,
killing you is a pleasure,the taste of your blood,
the gentle sound of your gasps,
and eyes widdening in pain,
while i flow through you,
and then nothing,
waiting for you to return.