The Chooser

Ever have you seen Her dance?
Ever have you heard Her sing?
To be gifted with such a glance
To soar upon heavenly wings
Ever have you felt Her kiss?
Ever felt Her purring moan?
The blood scented touch of bliss
The eternal will of death alone

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