Red roses with thick thorns
Sweet kisses but something more?

The taste of copper still lingering on the tongue.
Sweet sorrowful cries followed by blood.

Hungry for a unquenchable thirst
Fangs call out constsntly for more

Red stains across the floor
Hungery red eyes searching for something more.

Sweet smell of scarlet crimson fills up my nose.
Feeling like a soft plush gentle rose

Senses screaming out barely coherent sentences.
Leaving me powerless to the growing hunger inside.