He waits for midnight hungrily,He needs to taste her blood,Her ****** gowns are stripped from her,He'll teach her things so crude.  She'll moan with each caress he gives,Her body rises with lust,The night ahead will seal her fate,But dawn will make him dust.Her teacher shows her how to feed,She's such a willing student,Her vibrance shows, with legs spread wide,No longer is she prudent.The mingling bodies sanctify,An ode to this full moon,She claws her way ever upwards,Her master's coming soon.