• She's always quite alone
    lips stained a fierce purple-black... stitched over with thinning thread
    fangs, piercings, silver, contrast ever so nicely
    burning scars adorn her body, lovely shades of red
    blood lust always present in her eyes... chocolate brown and an icy breath-taking blue
    dark brown ringlets tied back loosely into pig tails... you're there within my reach...
    what would I become without you?
    turning nightmare... it's my reality

    I find my thoughts traveling to her...
    so very beautiful, bathed in moonlight
    we hugged, she trembled at my touch...
    soft pale skin turning black
    finding fresh tattoos forming in my finger's wake...
    her eyes piercing mine...
    the air filled with lonely sighs