He has the stare of Dracula
His eye's are the star bursts of blue
Looking deep into my soul
Beckoning me to come to him
My mind is saying no
But my blood is saying yes
He reaches for my hand
No words being said
I am caught in his gaze
No control over myself
I step into his arms
He wraps me in his cloak of mind control
His hands touch my back and I go limp
My neck laid out before him
No fight left in me
He breaths in my essence as his nose trails my neck
Suddenly, a pinch of ecstacy
Then all is black
A contest entry
- Options!!!! Anything goes. by Jaffa-.
550 points, ended December 10, 2008, 52 entries
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1750 points, ended December 19, 2008, 30 entries
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Comments
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Ahhh... the perspective of the victim. Very refreshing change of pace and the "pinch of ecstasy" works on more than one level. Thank you for your entry.
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This was really amazing. I really really liked it. I dont think you could have done it any better if you'd wanted to. Awesome write, great flow, great language, great subject, great poet
Well done and good luck in the contests
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