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Fangs 
In a cascade of darkness, 
Night and fear envelope. 
Icy nails graze a stomach, 
While hollow breath lingers. 
A venom tongue wets skin, 
When gasps escape a "victim lover". 
"Immortal" pain regards pleasure, 
With a flicker in his eyes. 
When his "lovers" knees grow weak, 
He holds him up, close, tight, trapped. 
Entrancing "seductor" looking down, 
On his life filled "offering". 
A simple tear of flesh, 
Fangs penetrate warm, welcoming veins. 
Hunger lies on the air, 
Two sets of eyes close. 
One in redemption, rebirth, carnage, 
The other in satisfaction, pity and power. 
Beyond sex, life, love and death, 
The two transfix in soul, blood and body. 
A "lover" weakens his mortality, 
Whilst his "master" nurtures everlasting grace. 
 March 07 Sheena Allen