The ***** bites...
They warned me and they didn't know.

The tangled locks, looked longingly through the darkness and purred against my palm.
Lovingly she swooned and pushed closer to embrace,

Delicately her lips pursed.
Hastily enraptured and red with lust.

Gently she smoothed away the gleam in the dim-moon-light. She moved against my push,
and pulled me from my weakest point.

She
Left
  No
   Stone


Alone.

Her love dropped to my throat and there...

I bled.