I kissed a flame that ignited my heart. Erupted all doubts, And left me with a feeling of pure ecstasy. Raw. I am wet with unadulterated desire. By Bloody I.V. “Passionate love is a quenchless thirst.” -Khalil Gibran
She could not speak. Warm blood pulsated in my mouth. Cascading over my rigid tongue, to soothe my burning throat. “Heavenly,” I thought. As I ripped through her porcelain skin. Tearing through the springy flesh that tried so desperately to keep. I slit the throat with razor, sharp teeth. Staining them with her crimson flow….