It sings to me

Inside your skin

My throat does burn

This want is sin

This is lust

That I do feel

Lust for your blood

And I would kill

But for other

Things I feel

A strange emotion

Oh so real

It burns as well

Though not the same

It's in my heart

And is not tame

It brings to mind

A lion fierce

And with its subtle

Edge does pierce

Directly to

My heart and soul

Until it should

Succeed its goal

I know that hate

Does rage inside

Of the angry

Monster's mind

But I hold fast

And conquer it

For I know that

Not strength nor wit

Has the pow'r

To save you now

Inside my heart

I find this vow –

I will protect

Your blesséd self

From evil forces

And myself

From ancient myths

That wander here

I'll forever

Dry your tears

Your tears, so like

The pearls of white

Shining silver,

Shining bright

Run down your face

Subdue your sight

I hold you now

For this short night

My eyes take in

The picture of

Your face, soft as

The morning dove

Your cheeks do flush

With roses hue

From eternity's time

This love's long due

But is this love,

This thing I feel

So strong, I fear,

T'would crush my will?

I do not know

But I know this:

It is true, and

It is bliss

Though a monster

May I be

My heart is pure

Can you not see?

Do you not feel

As feel I do

This warmth inside,

Come over you?

This feeling grows

Inside my chest

My heart is sure

That this is best

Like freesia blossoms,

Blooming, growing

Like the sweetest

River flowing

Gaze you upon

The stars at night

Emits your face

A holy light

And this light

Does not blind me

For its beams

Cause me to see

And I think

That I have known

All along

The feeling's grown

So that it reigns

My heart, my mind

Oh blesséd be

This tie that binds

Your blood's sweet scent

Makes it so hard

To resist its lure

To disregard

This feeling is

Quite surely of

A timeless, ageless

Burning love

(A/N) – Yet another poem. I wrote it in science class – I'm already way ahead, and we were reviewing. Please, please review – it's a very pretty 'go' button, is it not? Remember, I take suggestions for poems/stories. Message me your thoughts and ideas!