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My first.
My first.
Dank walls of suffocation
Withdrawing my breath,
Sucking all imaginations
Till there is nothing left.
Reasons for my squalor
Are lost in scant reminisce,
Such as this life passing
A dull pain one forgets.
Far removed from feeling
Cold from constant misery,
Once only did pain relieve
Though now does not affect me.
A small square of light above
Once played with my hope,
Foolishly held within a decay
Till a voice in my head spoke.
It said 'Love me like no other
So I can fulfil your dreams,
To render such a lowly life
Far from what it seems.'
A mind is caressed as
Senses burn from loves heat,
A body overcome with emotions
Desiring to be complete.
With what was once lost
To the bricks of my prison,
Now feelings run wild
As blood courses within.
Feeling eyes upon me
Halts my euphoria,
I search the gloom till
My eyes fall upon her.
At first a ghostly form
More tangible as she nears,
Eyes never leaving mine
As she glides upon air.
Fear tells me to flee, though
Reason knows not where,
I yield accepting my fate
Falling deeply into her stare.
Her lips brush my ear
As she whispers her troth,
'Feel your heart pained
For the last time my love.'
She finds my heart
Her hands close round,
Teeth puncture my neck
As to her am I bound.
My chest stutters and heaves
From such pain and pleasure,
My neck arches to her feeding
An eternal kiss to treasure.
She cuts her breast
She guides my thirst
She feeds my hunger
She is my love, my first.
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My first.
My first.