Nosferatu short poem

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Slither into my skin,
Draped in this night
absorbing the mist,
tasting my sweat and blood
and painting your face
in my wetness!

While crossing the road to the sun
You can’t leave
my lusty fiddles
kissing your bewitched lips…
Your soul hung to my body
embrace me tightly
Against a rhythm.
Make me your fill and
The juice of love
from my feminine veins!

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Saurin Desai

you certainly are having an affair with life 🙂