My Kiss...

My touch is as cold as death.
I'm atractted to the way you move.
Unknowingly you are about to give me life, I've never had.
I love the way your beautiful Icy Blues brighten when you catch sight of me.
I can't get over the fact you are about to take your last breath.
You gasped when I "kissed" your neck.
Ohh how the sweet taste of your essence flows into my mouth.
My eternal hunger subsides as your poor heart dies.
In my arms you lie lifeless, just another victim of my undying thirst.
Sorry...