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Blood Cape MAG

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   unnoticed,

eyes closed,

i walk

look ahead

don't turn don't see

red cape,

wicker basket,

which way?



my heart racing,

fever encloses me -

goose bumps up my arms

warm neck; cold sweat,

hot breath in my ear.

a voice,

spun from moist lips,

glistening fangs.



shivering, i walk forward

don't turn don't see

eyes closed, exposed

sweet flesh.

my wolf salivates

for a taste:

licking his reddening lips,

showing a toothy smile,



eyes focusing and unfocusing

- hypnotized stare

on candied skin.

don't turn don't see

i walk deeper

into the dark,

dense

woods.





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