Dark Love

I couldn't take my eyes of her not once
the taste of rotting flesh on my tounge
sweet and refreshing to the soul
don't break my heart and I wont break your neck she said
hate and screaming filling the small walls of the desolate shed
rain pouring in
mascara running down her cheeks
soft touch of skin underneath my fingertips
turning into soft skin and blood beneath my fingernails
passionate kiss shared in the heat of the night
this isn't right it isn't wrong
all black clothes on the floor
bodys wrapped tight in still darkness
supernatural sex
lifting of the ground floating through the air
snuffed out moon trying to peek through
screams of pain and pleasure fill the air
turning into more hate and less love
I must run from her but my soul wont permit it