Blood

A pinprick.
Gentle pain,
Eerily soothing.
A drop of blood.

White sheets,
Watch the stain spread,
Murder,
Virgin love,
Pain,
Hope,
Dreams,
Birth,
Death.
A drop of blood.

A vampire,
I feed on your soul.
I need your blood,
To satiate my hunger,
To color my dreams,
To watch them breathe,
Your blood will flow in the veins,
The veins of my dreams.

An exchange?
Lets barter.
An abandoned castle in my dreams,
For your blood.
Immortality,
For your blood.
Bleed.
Bleed, now.
Give me life.
A drop of blood.

Words.

Communicate.
Indulge.
A language was born.
Words took shape.
Love, hate, agony and scorn,
We sigh, we shout,
We breathe, we speak,
But, I can understand you no more.

I want you to be deaf and dumb, again.
I want to hear you speak, again.
I want you to listen, again.
I want to talk.
I want to overcome words.
Kill the language,
Free us from our prison.

A whimper.
Fear of being free.
You run.
I chase.
In the city of words.
Amidst the throng of incomprehension,
The dingy alleys of not knowing,
You hide.
Don't worry,
I will free you tonight.


The end is near.
Near the edge we meet again.
The crashing of waves,
Underneath a cynical moon,
The moaning breeze,
Blurring the burning stars,
Your whipping hair,
Your wild eyes.
A push.
A scream that defies the cage.
Exult.
We are free, again.