Sanguine Beauty Unreuited Lust

An addiction, never tasted never sated.
A way of life, never born never lived.
Cold blood chills my veins and I need yours to warm me.
An unrequited exhaustion. I want to sleep.
I want nothing more to sleep, yet I haven't yet even awakened in reality.
Seen as dark, it is my only light.
I need it. I need it. I need it. Nothing more than to live.
Sacrifice your life's essence for my existance.
Waiting. Waiting. Waiting for a beginning never before seen.
A hunger so strong, forever forgotten eternally feared.
Even a drop. Could last me a lifetime. I need it.
Let this curse be lifted. Let me live free.
Collapse into me. Breathe my own life beneath me.
And let me take you away, into a desired weakness.
A bond so strong, so rare, only our kind would know.
Only a sanguine's lust could hold sobriety in it's dying moments
to a lucid awakening of every sense and more.
I need to feel that shock of a need so penetrating
It brings tears to my eyes to hold
the feeling of a lust I'll never know.