poetry & short story author – artist & nature lover
tonight
I’m hungry for you
my tongue rakes my teeth
searching for any last vestiges of you
(for the aftertaste of the aftermath
for the memory of the spiraling path)
finding none but a faint whisper
I find myself flying to you
stealing up behind you
(on wings of silent leather
with fingertips as soft as feathers)
my nails scratch furrows along your spine
leaning in close
inhaling your scent
(the smoke left from the last cigarette
the perfume choking on its last breath)
that soft place just beneath your ear
licking my famished lips
I lower my face and gently suck
(the last traces of the clementine
the taste of raw touch, soaked in brine)
there, right there, along your neck
(where still waters run deep
quietly, painted red, underneath)
nip and suck, lick and kiss
as you begin to sway
giving in to my fervor
your heart racing, I can hear it
(caught up in the ribcage prison
struggling to be free of poison)
I need you
(the need)
now
(to bleed)
pushing you down, you fall to your side
is that terror or lust in your eyes?
(eyes that stare but never see
lies that bare all but never me)
straddling you, I scrape my nails
along your chest before lowering my lips
to your exposed delicious neck
finding you ready beneath me
I impale myself on you
just as I sink my teeth in
(deeper)
cries of ecstasy and pain in my ear
(go deeper)
your movements as you thrust into me
(dredge the depths)
while I drink deeply
pulling out your essence
using my hips and my tongue together
(kissing Death)
rising up again
your warm blood running down my chin
(droplets trickling
lights flickering)
while your seed runs down my thighs
(life itself, sliding down to the floor
marking the pine box with a door)
I tap my finger upon your cracked lip
(you could taste like me, you could be)
once, twice more
(once more and you could be like me)
I’ll be back for you later
(when I am ready again to surrender.)
tara caribou & Spiral Artist | ©2020
Spiral. He’s such a deep soul and a deep writer. I dig his lyrics. Go check him out. Be prepared for some thought-provoking, emotional heart-stuff. He’s been away from WP for a little while, what with life and all… but he’s around. Creating. I just know it.
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livingforthemoon
There seems to be a bit of envy. I felt the passion. Great piece.
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Envy in what way?
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Is not the premise the desire to be there?
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I mean, I wouldn’t want to be that guy… a vampiress desiring to feed, stealing in, taking control, sucking the life out of him, all while she’s spiraling into the deep well of carnal desire and lust. Eh. I’ll pass.
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I stand corrected.
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I’m not sure it’s about being wrong or right. I just didn’t understand your envy comment. I was asking for clarification.
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The poem was very poignant. I may have missed the point. The action seemed vivid enough to skirt reality. You made it clear that was not your intention. I just missed.
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Okay.
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Thank you.
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OMG Not only do I love this but I am so gutted. No word of a lie this is a theme that I’ve been thinking about. I got to say though you guys nailed it. I’m still jealous, I wanted to be the victim 😁 x Absolutely Brilliant !!!
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This is another one of those things where I wasn’t entirely awake when I wrote my part. I woke up this morning and saw it.
But if you want to write together, just let me know! I’m always around. Do you realize how many times I’ve collaborated in which I’m killing someone??? It’s mildly disturbing. LOL
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I’m just not quite confident enough yet. I read your work and I lose myself. One day hopefully; just don’t go anywhere 😁x
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Deal. (PS: I’m not confident about myself either… that’s why I like to write with other writers I admire.)
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Thank you, that’s really sweet. If you don’t mind and when I get more time later I’d like to reblog this. You okay with that?
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Yes, absolutely! I’d be honored.
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Thank you so much for your kind words. If it wasn’t for the solid foundation that you laid, I don’t think it would’ve turned out quite as good. Here’s to us! (I’m raising an imaginary glass of club soda here. You can’t see it, but that’s what I have.)
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*clink*
In my humble opinion, it went from good to fucking awesome with your presence added. Thank you so much for writing with me ☺️
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Reblogged this on The Mush from the Hill and commented:
I’m a big fan of the Vampire genre so when I read this how could I not ask (and get permission I might add) to reblog this.
A great collaboration of imaginations in poetry. Go check out their work over at Caribou Crossings and The Art of Making Spirals.
They’re Fangtastic. Sorry couldn’t resist.
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Oh no you didn’t!
Fangtastic?! LOL Awesome
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I just had to mun !!
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LOL – I laughed!
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Wonderful!
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Thanks!
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Classic vampirism, great writing, brilliant collaboration. AWESOME 👍🏻❤️
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Thanks JC. I actually thought of you when I reposted this. I know you like this sort of thing.
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Like… No Love and thank you 🙏❤️
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That is intense….. Loved it.
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Thanks so much! I’m really happy you enjoyed this piece.
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Great blend of passion, lust, love and terror. I think that there is a part of all of us that wishes to lose itself in abandon.
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I agree wholeheartedly.
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