Vampira

I could feel her icy cold breath on the back of my neck. Her crimson pupils burning my retina’s as she ran her fingers over my spine.

The goosebumps were unsermountable.

Feeling disoriented — Out of my periphrial vision I saw the glint of her alabaster teeth… No… alabaster did them no justice; Pearl. She encircled my neck with her brittle skin. So fragile to the touch, I was surprised she didn’t break with the warmth exhausting from my body.

Arctic to the touch my veins sensationed at the touch of her fingers.

How lovely to be in the highest form of heaven, staring face to face with the blackest form of hell, it’s self.

My breathing cut short, as her teeth glided across my skin, leaving no saliva trail to be followed, just a stining that didn’t hurt, but pleasured the temples of my brains, and my knees lost all feeling.

Through all of the coldness she projected, I still remained warm, and if I remember correctly, beads of sweat lined my brow everytime her cherry blossom wine lips vibrated with the sweetest of velvet entities; “I love you.”

Falling to the floor, her teeth sank it.
The most erotic pleasure I had ever been bestowed.

I was one in the same with the one I loved;
I was in love with someone who was nothing more than
the figment of my fantasy, and a little bite of hostility.

She existed[to me], but[to me] she was not.
<3

Vampira

Melanie Armstrong

Joined January 2008

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