Night rolls in thick as molasses,
In the womb of darkness, evil stirs.
The beast is hungry and needs to feed,
And so each silent prowl begins.
Surveying our realm from Hell’s dark gate
With anxious muscles tightly coiled.
He sniffs the air in search of her scent,
Watching and waiting impatiently.
His dreams laced with thoughts of her,
Flow of her blood music to his ears,
Smell of her fear and shrilly scream
Only serves his passions to excite.
Soft skin like velvet to his touch,
Erratic pulse beneath his lips
As blood-lust grows in his dark heart
Only she can satisfy his thirst.
Her essence flows like rich dark wine,
She accepts his venom in fair exchange
Captivated by his charm and guile,
Enchantment in its cruelest form.
There’ll be no escape here tonight,
Sweet surrender the only recourse.
Cries of ecstasy fills the air,
As twisted seduction seals her fate.
Pleasure given is pleasure received,
Two souls bound in eternal torment.
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