I know blood

and the veins it flows in

sickly sweet

it goes in me

drained away

your sweet innosence

by your curious revelry

I would tell you

that I love you

could i but endure

your warm embrace

but your lack of essence

that i lust for

i fear has paled

your beutiful face

limply as a puppet

you give way

to all you've known

sleeping so completely

your world now only

lit by the moon

i sought first

just to reach you

was overcome

in my curse

just to tell you that i love you

hold your hand

and converse

but now

when you awaken

you will become what i fear

me with my obsession

with no reflection

in the mirror