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This is a rather old poem. I wrote it when I was 12 or 13ish.

Crimson Pedals Waltz
Your lips are pressed against my neck. I feel a warm liquid run down my chest.
One hand holding my back, the other a crimson flower it does caress
My lover, how for now i love no other.
Allow me to be your slave of needs. For how beautiful our bodies look all covered in bloody beads. Hold me to your heart and come dance with me for how wonderful our waltz will be.
As I feel my blood slowly drain, all my problems disappear and I feel no pain.
While we spin, creating a bloody circle of rose pedals and spatters of our blood.
I feel all of my emotions overflow and flood.
Sink your fangs anywhere please, concentrate all of your love and bring me to my knees.
Let our bodies fall in the center of our circle of pedals and scarlet stains.
Revive all of your emotions until just the strong love for me remains.
Desperate for your soft lips, wishing for them to drag down my hips.
Starring into your pale complection.
Loving you has become an obsession.
Admiring your glassy green eyes.
Deception becomes Gods truest lies.
Looking into your green orbs, taking the chance of becoming only yours.
I have lost myself in your pleasure.
Oh how my heart longs for us to be together.
My soul flutters as you hold me to your heart.
Not even the Gods strongest serephs could tear us apart.
Oh my beautiful demon, dance with my naked body.
Allow my lovely red liquid to be claimed by your mouth as I adore this feeling eroticly.
For I want to free your hungry soul, i will brighten your light that has faded so dull.
Hold me to your heart and come dance with me For how wonderful our waltz will be