Taste My Blood

Lips like steel

Soft velvet razor’s edge

Gliding over my skin.

I no longer feel

Standing over death’s ledge

Walking to the end

Taste my blood

Feel it burn

A part of me is now a part of you

Dagger fingers

Slicing, cutting, rending

My soul is now exposed

Burning passion lingers

The feelings you are sending

This wound can never be closed

Taste my blood

Feel it burn

A part of me is now a part of you

I lay beneath you broken

Still yearning for your pain

Drench me in desire

My love is just a token

Of the gift within my veins

Cleanse me in your fire.

Taste my blood

Feel it burn

A part of me is now a part of you

 © 2003 Kathryn Spears