Soft as a maiden

Soft as a maiden
fair as Venus
innocence allures
dazzles like a pearl
with quick breath
her lover comes
while she talks
and laughs at him
kissing her hand
an arm snaked
around her neck
like a vision
words swelled
in her breast
his blood was hot
as he pressed
her backward
the kind words
became snarls
and he devoured
her soft flesh
until he was possessed
and her screams
meant nothing to him
just the sweet taste
of blood
to her inevitable end.

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