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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #1625302
An eternity reached.
I approach from behind, silent, softly
She senses, she knows me
senses I am here.
but does not move, does not even flinch
If anything
The soft skin of her cream colored neck stretches slightly
becoming taut, easier to pierce.

I reach her, spread my wings
My cloak encircles her, takes her into my domain
encloses her
I thrust her into a world from which there is no escape.
no will nor wish to escape

and Taste

Her dreams and desires flow into me
rush through me, fill me and shroud me
The wonder, the joy, the despair, the ecstasy

I am frozen, I cannot move
savoring, drinking
greedily drawing in her life, her youth, her growth
I feel her pains, her delights, her wants and lusts
And finally, her wish to live forever,
her final wish to live forever.

I finish, back away, pass through,
and leave
Satisfied.

What becomes of her?
Why, I don't know.
She crumples and falls behind me.
She will turn to dust, I suppose.
but I have grown, I have taken
And I will live forever, always, forever
And I never forget.
Never, never, never, never, never.
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