Enticed, by the sight of flesh-
white, delicate, tender flesh.
Oh! What's beneath that softness
but luscious blood of richness?
Oh! 'magine the scarlet red
cascading down to the bed.
With two ruthless teeth planted,
the flesh and the blood blended.
Sucked out meticulously,
then afterwards, robustly-
Indefensible fluid.
Forlorn, slimy, dead fluid.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite vividly filled with immages, Thank you for writing, Irene