When I gain consciousness,
You’re slumped on the floor.
Blood pouring,
Face ashen,
Lip curled in a slight smile.

I cannot bear to face you,
Knowing I drain your soul
Slowly,
Everyday.
You say it’s what you need.

Your blood is sweet,
So intoxicating,
You turn me into a monster,
Overcome by desire.
I desire you.

I try to suppress myself,
Ignore the inner turmoil
That constantly stirs me.
I clench my teeth.
Yet I always wake to your crimson beauty.

You never push me away.
No,
You grip my throat,
Pull me towards you.
Is this what you need?

Through blurred sight I see you,
A glimpse of vibrant life,
Then there’s pallidness
Then
Nothing.

I caress your blank face
Stroke your lifeless body
Cradle you
Weeping
Mourning the loss that I caused.

Your fingers,
Which reacted to my touch
Like chemicals
Now lay motionless,
Broken down.

For a while
I simply wander,
Full of void
And drained of purpose.
My vision blurs.

As my hands tremble,
I conjure you.
Your scent,
Your taste.
Now simply memories.

I fall into an endless abyss,
Searching desperately for the tangy sweetness,
The thickness gliding down my throat,
The warmth of your neck against my mouth—
It’s all an illusion.

No one,
No one comes close.
Nothing can satisfy me,
Quench my thirst.
There’s only one thing I can do.

I hold your icy hand
The touch barely there,
But I can still feel
My own faint heartbeat
Until everything seems to stop.

Where am I,
I wonder.
I figure this is death.
But as long as I get to be
With you.

My love.