Follows him home
A man with beautiful blood
That burns like autumn glory
Outside of his window
She licks her claws

A cold, cold talon
Caresses his cheek
Pulling the covers tighter
He turns his face into the pillow

There in the dark
Craned over his bed, lank tress
Veils barred jaws
That shine like love
Like love
But love does not sate hunger

She’ll eat him slowly
So that he knows he was loved
Right down to his burning blood
Licking the drenched sheet
Devoured to the bone

Incoherently but she’s sure
She can hear it
“I love you too”
It’s all subtext
After all

~ by emberyn on January 8, 2014.

3 Responses to “Manticore”

  1. I love it, dark passion is so underrated!

  2. She must be the one who whispers to me when I lie down at the end of the day. She wants to visit me, some day. Says she’ll take me away from all of this.

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