A Thirst For Blood

My body be it flesh, skin so pure with richness and it pours like the blood

In my veins it bleeds through to your mind and into your passion of gain

For you may hold me tight touch my hair and pull me into your every muscle

Yet when I look up I breathe so heavily I am almost suffocated by your leather

Scent of energy it takes me to places that stream and flow like rivers that meet

Rapids that move over the rocks of my heart it beats with the action of madness

A thirst for blood it drives my fluids to their highest and then it waits for the warmth

Of fire into my eyes it brings me down to a smoldering flame which remains a thirst

For more its red blue marvel of hue in my blood it burst

The wine and the thirst of blood be driven into timeless blindness