a little writing

it was cold in the night as she sat contritewatching ore the gravesthrough eyes gone white in the pale moon lightshe smiled to her slaveNo come my dearand lose thy fearthe night is ours alonewith eyes full of dread he lay in his bedas her shovel in the night rang clearand into the earthShe bound him firstto lay mortality lowAs with a clawing gasphe broke free at last Rushing to her armsThen met with fangas veins were piercedthe world began to spinbetter then love's caresshe was drained to the lastHis life in her veins now flowedwith sweet red dropsLIke food from the godsShe then brought him back to herIn a wispered voiceshe then spoke to himAs his eyes embraced the night"now my love go forthand prove thy worthShow me the man you have be come"And he found his preyjust before the daySealing his fate to the life of menit not the best I have ever written but there have been worse

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*looks down at his shirt and reads alloud* its only funy till someone loses an eye then,HEY, FREE EYEBALLok just thought I would share