Interlude poetry..

You hunger
I feed
you cut
I bleed
You lie
I believe
We burn
You leave
We fight
I bruise
I strengthen
You lose
I hunger
You feed
I cut
You bleed

You touched me there by accident, or was it a clever ploy?
You know this is my weakness, let me become your toy.
I taste your sweet release, as it trickles down your thigh.
You know the way I savor you, as I look you in the eye.
You try and hold me back a bit, not wanting to give in.
I bite your lip and make you bleed, the pleading does begin.
You take me down and own me, to make me scream your name.
You know that I can't take this, and for now, you win the game.