' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Drinking Your Blood

So still entranced by the vision of your own dying your body offers itself up to me I taste the flavour of your life drink your dreams savour each memory the delicious tang of longing smell the sweet desire to live swallow your soul (whole) your body now no use to me or you a broken doll left out in the rain at best I kept my promise there will be no more pain. ******** My friend who was slowly dying described her cancer as being bitten by a vampire and watching something so unreal drink your life without being able to do anything about it.