Conformity be damned.
We were not made
to fit in,
we creatures of the endless night.
Blood splatters
her flawless skin,
and she has never been
more beautiful,
more exotic,
more desirable.
Like a magnet,
I am drawn to her,
always to her.
Satiated on flesh,
her cheeks tinged with life,
the gift she has given me,
given us,
restores our strength,
renews our faith
that we can be two dark hunters
together.
Conformity be damned.
We are not human.
We cannot pretend to be,
but our paths have crossed,
intertwined,
and our hungers must be fed
if our love is to have a chance.
~Drake
We were not made
to fit in,
we creatures of the endless night.
Blood splatters
her flawless skin,
and she has never been
more beautiful,
more exotic,
more desirable.
Like a magnet,
I am drawn to her,
always to her.
Satiated on flesh,
her cheeks tinged with life,
the gift she has given me,
given us,
restores our strength,
renews our faith
that we can be two dark hunters
together.
Conformity be damned.
We are not human.
We cannot pretend to be,
but our paths have crossed,
intertwined,
and our hungers must be fed
if our love is to have a chance.
~Drake