Dance at Dawn.

April 13, 2010
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Pacing to and fro,
The hot scent of impatience
Engulfing her mind.

Waiting for his movement,
Musty air of defiance
Scraping against her skin.

Sharp eye on the target,
Sweet taste of lust
Salivates past her lips.

Firm grip on his death,
Violent shrieks
Pleading with her soul.

Advancing to the next hunt,
Hollow gnawing of starvation
Exciting her to slaughter.

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beautifulspirit This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 18, 2012 at 6:18 pm
Intense~ is this about a female vampire in the woods preying on a mortal man to drink from?
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