Inspire me.
Be my muse.
Trapped in these glass walls,
I need your blood tonight.
I trace your contours lighlty,
observing your lips turn slightly.
You take me closer, slowly,
listening to my heart rate growing.
I turn shades of color,
contemplating as the world transcends duller.
You tuck my hair away
and I see you radiant against shades of grey.
And then you whisper in my ear,
those words I'll forever cherish, my dear.
