as the deep dark red,
pours from my veins,
i feel your haunting gaze,
sipping your deep red wine.
i feel you devour my flesh,
with a carnivorous hunger,
much like a lion,
feasting on its prey.
sweetheart,
will you dine with me,
have a little meal with me,
maybe take a bite,
of something nice,
and then leave me here,
yearning for something more.
YOU ARE READING
the light
Poetrya collection of uncategorized poems from around the years 2016-2019.
