AFRO-Dite’s Blood Lust

Blood, Blood, Everywhere

In my eyes, In my hair

This bloody bath, my (self) indulgent vampiric lair

My blood baths complement your lusty pit of despair

I warn thee, of my Presence Beware

Your thoughts your mind your conscience, Beware

Your body your stoic demeanor, Beware

Your control your manhood, your loins Beware

And I further warn thee, of my Presents Beware

When I extend mine arm with an innocent yet cannibalistic glare

Offering pubescent apples laced with crimson flares

I’ve warned thee, of my presence, my presents, my presentations, Beware

Lest you be harnessed as well, via methods unfair

In this unruly temple, my residence, my feminine snare

My yearn-ful masochism cannot compare

To your psycho-sadism, of my weaknesses I suspect you're aware

Help me, Hurt me, you choose, I don’t care

It’s your persistent absence which I can no longer bear

But the games we play are neither here nor there

Before this infatuation dissipates into a thick, foggy, tension-filled air

Entertain me with a game of Truth or Dare

And after we’ve expelled this Draconian love lust affair

There Will Be Blood, yours and mine, There Will Be Blood

EveryWhere