Dark love waiting.

Could this be love cos all I hear is your heart pound

Its uniqueness draws me nearer  and all i want is just a drink

you're tender and sweet both in look and definitely taste

i've mastered your every move, lingering in the dark waiting for you.

It might be love cos I recognise the way your heart sound

its perfectness brings me closer and of you alone I think

Your perfume, the texture of your cloths, each breath that leaves your throat is a tease.

So i'd  make sure you're ok to keep what we have going watching and waiting for you

it seems this is love for each time we meet your heart beats even more loud

Your boldness overwhelms me for you know what's to come and deep into your lovely neck my teeth shall surely sink.

You are fully aware of what has been going on and you recognise my presence

This has been going on for centuries and you hope deep down that i will be waiting for you.

I'd say this is love, it may be a dark but your brightness chases away all the cloud

Your gorgeousness is solely mine and I've imprinted your image in eternal ink

I've pile up riches and wealth for you, one that ensures you'd live a zillion destinies of your choice.

on the last day of your several mortal live, I'd be there to listen to your last wish to have ideas of where I'd be waiting for you.