I Love Your Blood in Creative Unfoldings

I will the blood to flow freely again,
I will the full moon to never cease,
Let crimson not be obscured my flesh,
Let the heart spit out this disease.

I long for the taste and smell of victory,
When, once again, we can be one,
I long for choice and a change of scenery,
Where we find refuge from the bright, judging sun.

I’d give up all that keeps me alive,
Just to see those bright flames of ice,
Such a delight to bring me such a sight,
Though such luxuries have their price.

Deep red, bright blue, and beautifully you,
Inevitable rage and the smile that hides,
To let it all flow and let it all go,
My blood screams for your veins as we die…
-Wolfy