My senses were struck still
The first moment I saw her:
When her heart made mine beat faster,
When her blood tempted my thirst.
With all my strength I fought
Trying to break free from her spell
That captivated my mind’s directions,
How can I ever be without her?
What am I if she’s not there?
The fruit forbidden tastes the sweeter
And she is my heart’s addiction.
During the night under M…
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