Jan 152012

by Amber Rothrock

The monster within howled;
constantly starving,
constantly consuming.
Fighting containment
until the will broke
causing a freshet of sin
to soak the floor
with screaming perversions.
With vampire kisses
I draw blood from your lips.
Take your frustrations out on me.
If anyone asks
ghosts clawed me in my sleep.
Keep pushing and filling,
I’ll keep pulling and draining
Tangled in flesh and soul.
Netted by lust and love.
Bodies racked by pleasure
twist in pain.