The Hunger.........
In the dark where the moon beams break through,
Is eye's staring back at you.
The blood is smeared upon your hands,
As it drips in a puddle where you stand.
The thirst drives within you,
As the hunger controls what you do.
The sweet smells linger in the air,
come closer my Dear, If you dare....
Linda Bowers
1-15-2008
