• I held on tight,
    Wanting her so very much.
    It all felt so very right,
    Such immortal touch.

    Basking in her love,
    I wished for naught,
    For all was ideal.
    I was caught.

    But the fangs,
    Oh the fangs.
    How could I have been so blind,
    Had my mind so confined.

    That was when she made her move,
    In the last few minutes of my life.
    Her fangs gaining entry-
    -Both pained and aroused me.

    A short time later,
    I was willing,
    Oh so willing.
    Yearned death at her hands.

    Just kidding.