I don’t want to get high off of drugs.

I want to be high on life,

the crisp october breeze outside.

I want to be high off of you

breathe into my lungs.

you are the blood in my veins

so warm to the touch. 

whether you’re here or not,

your body will forever haunt mine.

a ghost, a soul, always on my mind.

when you scavenged my virginity,

you also discovered my heart.

I realize now these things 
aren’t far apart.

I can’t separate love from lust.

I don’t mean to bite your neck-

but when our bodies ****** as one,

I feel like a vampire.

I came across my reflection....

The marks you left
Had faded
And no matter how hard I stared,
Or how much I blinked,
I could not make the stain
Of your lips
Reappear.....

And so,
I touched myself
Just there,
But didn't flinch,
Could not feel the ache of your bite,
Your kiss....
Nothing but a ghost
Haunting my skin...
Teasing me with chills,
Reminiscent of your tongue.....

You were missing...

I was missing you....

©MV

It’s all come down to this:

prongs and damp curves
and lots of serration.
My bite and your bite
and we all
bite down.

I desire you
To know you
Every last piece
To be the arms you run to
The lips you long for
I want to kiss you
Bite you
Tease you
And leave you begging for more

Lick me
like an ice cream cone
Catch
my dribbled form
with your tongue

Bite
into my bones
Hear
that satisfying crunch

Savor
my sweetness
****
the sticky taste
from your fingers

Devour me,
your prey

My roommate is leaving for the weekend
You and I have Fridays off
The beach is always open
But my apartment will be empty
Whatever shall we do
With this
Magnetism

We stepped past the point of no return
And still turned back
That was the last time I saw you
Whatever shall we do
With this
Ferocity

You kiss the same way I do
I'm scared and energized by your touch
What if you love the same way I do?
We'll never leave this place
Not until it looks like wartime ruins
Whatever shall we do
With this
Animal passion

Whatever shall we do
If we are both attackers
And neither of us victims
Whatever shall we do
With this place to ourselves
And nothing to interrupt us
Whatever shall we do
If both our palms are sweaty
At the thought of being alone

I mean
We can do
Whatever

He gave me a choice, you know.
Have a will of my own, or follow Him into battle.
One bite. One bite to free us all.
Did I dare?
No.
Yes.
No.
Yes!
I dared to be intoxicated, be blamed for it all.
Bite, chew, swallow.
He gave me a choice.
And I dared to take the wrong path.