silent air
 

It slides down the arm the tingling sensation of moist red juice
It sinks its teeth deeper and deeper inside the flesh
Opening wide as she looks him up and down
Circling eyes glisten in the dark while evil stares out in to the night
Could this be as real as it feels she thought?
Is this really what she had been waiting for?
Silence filled the air
Every breath slowed
Heated pulses of lust
"He is the one"
there can be no other reason for this feeling
Rushing to her finger tips blood froze her boiling bubbling skin
From head to nails a shiver slide
Down
Moist red
Sweet taste enters his mouth of amber dew
Memories flood is mind
What was he doing?
This was all so new to him and his kind
In everlasting seconds her life ended into his
Darkness filled the air and nothing entered her lungs
No pulse no beat just still

I believe this was part of a larger poem