Blood Lust

She paced that road a thousand times, she begged, she pleaded.
“Soon” he cried.
She placed her hand gently upon his face, cold as stone, features danced with grace.
He watched her with lustful black eyes. Desire burning strong; he yearned for a taste and knew it wouldn’t be long…
In one touch he stole her days; tainted her memories, and felt her pains.
She became indestructible, as dust filled her veins.
Her mind changed a minute too late; his lips to her skin perversely sealed her fate.
Images of her past lingered slowly through her mind, her death was full of passion, the light had left her behind.