Blurry October moon…
Under the full moon’s raw light I caught myself wishing you were a lycanthrope tearing my throat open with your long fangs letting me feed you my last breath…
Under the full moon’s raw light I caught myself wishing you were a lycanthrope tearing my throat open with your long fangs letting me feed you my last breath…
Avec la patience de la lionne qui attend sans hâte son dû Je lécherai la luxure sur ta peau de chasseur Languissant de te voir enfin exposer ton coeur et j’y plongerai les dents, comme dans le fruit défendu *** Inspired by the work of Sarah Doughty, Hunger