Chlamydia Female To Male Oral

The vampire-

Vampire

In the lap of the afternoon sad
invoked your pain ... I feel was
Feel your heart!
pales to the voice, your eyelids wax

descended ... and you remain silent ... It seems
Hear Death ... I go to open
Your wound I bit into it - do you feel? -
As in the gold of the honeycomb bite!

and squeezed more treacherous, sweetly
Your heart mortally wounded,
For the rare and exquisite cruel dagger
From a nameless evil, to bleed into tears!
And a thousand thirsty mouths of my damn
that I tended to open source in your grief.
. ... ... ... ... ... .... .
Why was your vampire bitterness? ...
Am flower or seed of a species
You eat dark sores and crying baby?


The vampire

In the bosom of the sad evening
I Called upon your sorrow ... It Was
Feeling Feeling your heart as well. You were pale
Even your voice, your waxen Eyelids,

Lowered ... and Remained silent ... You Seemed
To hear death passing by …I who had opened
Your wound bit on it — did you feel me? —
As into the gold of a honeycomb I bit!

I squeezed even more treacherously, sweetly
Your heart mortally wounded,
By the cruel dagger, rare and exquisite,
Of a nameless illness, until making it bleed in sobs!
And the thousand mouths of my damned thirst
I offered to that open fountain in your suffering.
. ……………………
Why was I your vampire of bitterness?
Am I a flower or a breed of an obscure species
That devours sores and gulps tears?

Translated by Alejandro Cáceres