undead_feelings_at_midnight Jaspin When I crave the night. When I need the fire. The Beast, it calls With raging desire. I cannot feel the cold. Crimson is in my eyes. The hour becomes late. And dark are the skis. The blood, it tastes so sweet. Trickling over my lips. Teeth sinking into flesh, Giving the Scarlet Kiss. 030117 ... Strideo "... He was just teasing Angel. Any moment he was going to come back and then there would be good old-fashioned disciplinary fun to be had by all. ..." . 030117 ... Jaspin When I crave the night. When I need the fire. The Beast, it calls With raging desire. I cannot feel the cold. Crimson is in my eyes. The hour becomes late. And dark are the skies. The blood, it tastes so sweet. Trickling over my lips. Teeth sink into flesh, Giving the Scarlet Kiss. 030311 what's it to you? who go blather from