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His tall stature greatly surpassed mine
An aura of darkness surrounded me
I saw you feasting on a family of rich noble

Your hair is the color of bright rubies,
It sways prominent in your face
While locks of red stray among your eyes
In the chill, night air, it stays perfectly still

Intense, orange eyes see into my very soul
Those flecks of gold captivate me
Your eyes see into the very vast of people,
Picking out the best victim

Pale, white skin even puts the dove to shame
Deep in the dark, your skin secretes a moonlit glow
My gentle hands caresses down your chest,
Sending forbidden shivers along your spine

Lips as smooth as silk set lustful kisses down my arm
Your insidious voice is like a sheet of gold
Long, thin fingers graze along my bare back
It arches with the bitter cold of your touch

With fangs so sharp, they pierce my delicate flesh,
Blood rapidly spills down her aching neck
Desmond quick licks the remaining liquid
Lick his lips in satisfaction

As the night passed along,
The fiery sun rose from behind the peaking mountains
Itís warm rays rushed through the lace curtains
Then I looked, and she was dead [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Crimson_Rose [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Desmond Bloodworth

Contributed by Crimson_Rose on Thursday, 13th January 2005 @ 08:39:50 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I looked upon Desmond,
His tall stature greatly surpassed mine
An aura of darkness surrounded me
I saw you feasting on a family of rich noble

Your hair is the color of bright rubies,
It sways prominent in your face
While locks of red stray among your eyes
In the chill, night air, it stays perfectly still

Intense, orange eyes see into my very soul
Those flecks of gold captivate me
Your eyes see into the very vast of people,
Picking out the best victim

Pale, white skin even puts the dove to shame
Deep in the dark, your skin secretes a moonlit glow
My gentle hands caresses down your chest,
Sending forbidden shivers along your spine

Lips as smooth as silk set lustful kisses down my arm
Your insidious voice is like a sheet of gold
Long, thin fingers graze along my bare back
It arches with the bitter cold of your touch

With fangs so sharp, they pierce my delicate flesh,
Blood rapidly spills down her aching neck
Desmond quick licks the remaining liquid
Lick his lips in satisfaction

As the night passed along,
The fiery sun rose from behind the peaking mountains
Itís warm rays rushed through the lace curtains
Then I looked, and she was dead




Copyright © Crimson_Rose ... [ 2005-01-13 20:39:50]
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Re: Desmond Bloodworth (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Thursday, 13th January 2005 @ 09:07:49 PM AEST
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certainly is dark. no sweet dreams for me tonight...


Re: Desmond Bloodworth (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 26th April 2005 @ 05:18:58 AM AEST
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Yum.




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