My tongue strokes the stem of a rose
One prick and I take a pose....
...The taste...
It tickles my buds...
I want more...
Like the fangs of a vampire
Digging in for a taste of human blood
I suck hard to get more
The harder I try the harder it gets
The blood stops pouring
A dry well it is...no water to cure my thirst
My tongue is dry...
.....for now maybe!
My pursuit does not end here
......my hunger will be filled again...
....soon....sooner than you thought!
~EW
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