Pour me
out
on you.
steel me.
cast me cold.

Hold me under the soft silken spell
of those luscious, lying, lips.

Scratch me, tooth and nail
leave rot and rust
dripping through my skin.
Leave some scars.

Bite and gnash.
Toss and turn.
Give me a wince to remember
when you're gone.

Ooze me out
like melting shadow milk
dripping
dripping
on your bone white bone cold skin.

Squeeze me.
Peel me.
Skin me
to your heart's content,
my blood is mine
to give.

Take
Receive
Taste and
see
the goodness
of violence
and a promise
of sweet, sultry pain.

Let me burn
and kindle
a fire left cold these last few years.
I can sear
a few old memories
away.

Forget
for a second.
Leave sense and pretense
behind.
I am here
for you.
My shadows, my chill,
are yours
to fill
the night with.

The red hour
is yours, burn it away.
Spark it with the cries of the night.
Shut the stars up for a while.
It will be our light
that shines
tonight.