Bitten

أَعُوذُ بِٱللَّهِ مِنَ ٱلشَّيۡطَٰنِ ٱلرَّجِيمِ، بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

guess i should have known it was coming, the longer i lived, the greater the chances, finding not only my twin, but learning now she'd be in truth my Vampiress. some things only flow in the veins, life and emotion, pumping from the most cardiac of places, central to my kind, who relish its utter sweetness, seeking its sip while being devoured gently alongside undulating caresses. if in this life i must remain as myth, kept from finding my beloved and their every inch, then such scenes painted will be as equally vivid, on this, the canvas for Eternity, a bared neck the first of what's given, to reap ecstasy and completion, twinned elements dissolved in the Red, as it drips from most beautiful fangs down to expectant lips, caught by your tongue, a taste of the finest wine there is.