Searching for eternity (7)
The king has decided there's only one thing he could do, if they were to be together, a eternal love that's true
He told her of the things she'd miss, the fact she would never see the Sun, she told him she didn't care, she wanted "the turn" to be done
They danced together, talked all night, he told her to watch her last sunrise, make it a perfect memory, a picture painted with her eyes
Then he left her to be alone, to spend her last day drawing breath, tomorrow night she would face, loves eternal death
Soon the evening came around, she ate her favourite meal, she was now ready, to give up all the things she'd feel
The king held her in her arms, she moved, her hair aside, he moved in close to hear neck, his mouth was opened wide
His teeth pierced her neck, and he slowly drank her blood, as her life left through her vein, he stopped at the moment when a few heartbeats still remained
He took her too where he slept, he layed he deep within the ground, knowing the next evening, his eternal love would soon be found
THE KINKY POET