Tuesday, February 16, 2010

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Nothing tastes the same
As it once did
Before I met you,
My appetite is suppressed
Though I try to feed it
Not one thing tastes as 
It once did,
I rather bite 
Your glorious neck,
Lick your porcelain-shade skin,
Kiss your face and mouth,
And lay in your arms,
I am lost inside of this 
Forcefield surrounding 
Our human bodies,
You are the nourishment in my life
I need only you
To survive,
Please feed my cravings,
Keep me alive
So I can always be with you. 

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