The salty-sweet taste

That you suck, drawing out

The ecstasy,

Vamprirically

In love with your own

Blood.

The freedom you feel

As you lodge your hatred in his heart.

The elation.

Triumphantly,

You sing over his

Blood.

The release you feel

As your life blood drains away.

The lethargy.

Motionlessly,

You find rest at last in your

Blood.