HAPPY 50TH ANNIVERSARY YOU GUYS!
I CAN'T EVEN.-
Your Last KissThat is how I do it.Your Last Kiss by ~Lonacc
A taunting smirk is all it takes to lure another.
Ready to dry out a soul
through a fang...
Approach you swiftly
lurking your spirit
how easy it slips through your lips
how you just seem to kiss it away
(the soul of yours)
all a sharp pain in the end, really.
that is all you get in return.
And I'd forget a victim 'till the next time.
Fatal DanceDancing, it's what he'd call it.Fatal Dance by ~Lonacc
'Twas as if it were his fiery, slender legs slithering across the room that made her swoon into his strong arms immediately.
But it just wasn't it.
What was it then, that made her go wherever he wanted her to go, and submit to his power?
Had it been the spell he cast on her, with his cold eyes and flaming lips?
Had it been the fine elegance with which he handled her delicate waist?
Or had it been the fatal syringes that needled into her back?
Truly, as long as the poison of his was running through her veins, she'd be a marionette.
His one and only, under eternal control, hypnotized.
Until that one day, when she pulled one out and pierced his shoulder with it, and the stinging juice flown inside him thus finally switching roles between him and her.
From now on, she was leading the dance.