She sat quiet in the evening.
Her nocturnal instincts.
She was a vampire, and so was I.
This was my Macabre desire.
I arrived home there she was.
In all her glory.
Dressed in black.
Pins through her lips, cut marks on her arm.
She was beauty.
She had been practicing.1
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I placed my bag upon the table, and wandered over past the chair she sofa in which she was sitting in.
She looked so surreal
So tranquil, and in her own sense, darkened by the murky darkness that surrounded her.6
Her eyes looked sharp like daggers towards me.
Her carnal wants and needs.
She could seduce me with those piercing crimson, shaded eyes.
Though tonight, I would not give in.
For tonight, I wanted something more deadly.7
Slowly, as I temptingly walked past her swollen, hungry body, I draped a fingernail across the slender line of her neck, sensing the almost urgently arousing tension in the room.8
I dug my nail in deep, dragging it, tearing the skin.
A few droplets seeped from her wound.
Immediately my nostrils flared.
I could smell her, taste her, feel her, arching; buckling from my touch.
I twirled around, licking my lips, my tongue clicking in carnal pleasure.
Dripping, leaking, seeping, spilling.
She sat still…silent…bleeding…ready.
For My Malevolent Macabre
Author notes
This is written for a friend of mine: My mind went blank in the wee hours for a story; so I will see how I do with maybe a series of poems based on an intersting statement.
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♣ blake
When you set you mind in something as dark and malice as this balir : Again you shine with full potential.
I soak it up..I belive everything you say and it touches me right through my skin and deep into the marrow where it settles and festers..
♣ blake
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Sorry to say but all this is very repetetive in all ur poems
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actually this was very much so new to my poetry there is a defining differnce between death, love torture and macabre...
This was a kind of new experiance for me to really delve shortly and simply into the tearage of one love...
to fully understand it you must not be againts dark poems...
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Wow... I mean really Wow... That was awesome I really enjoyed it. It was like Bam... It was very effective in everything that you tried to achieve.... I seriously mean wow.
I enjoyed it.
<3 Angel
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I need a nightlight
Along with the other comments, this was a great story, allot of people are not familiar with the creativity of some who love to write. So you may get some excellent job commments, or some "what were you thinking" comments. I myself am a Stephen King and a Frank Peretti reader (both dark authors, yet have a great imagination to make their stories come alive)
This story to me was spooky in a great awesome way. Very well done.
-Hismercy
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This is a combination of things i'm not sure where you were trying to do with this it's very creapy and very well done. i think this is really a good piece of work.
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Ok, I sort of liked this but Im not sure of it as yet. I liked the style of it, there was an eery flow to it that really set the atmosphere well, very creepy. I was not quite sure whether these people really were vamipers or if this was a fetish of theirs. At first I thought it was a role playing thing as it came across to me that the woman was dressed up to play the part but the fact that he actually cut her and tasted her blood made me think that this was perhase real. I hope there is more in this series, it has great potential to be both scary and hot (always a winning combination). Im sure you could have a lot of fun writing this.
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I love it its wonderful, the wording was so surreal and realistic.
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Mhm...Riding the Crazy train I see...LMAO JK...THis is very imaginative...descriptive and a bit spooky but in a lusty way...interesting read..
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You were right Blair I love it
She was a vampire, and so was I.
This was my Macabre desire. I love that.
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