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a thousand years ago, it was the Dark Ages
--not so dark as we've been told,
full of witches, wizards, sages,
and you, who could never grow old.
you were a she-vampire, and i
was your torrid lesbian affair, and
you recalled this in your mind's eye
without realizing who i am.
you feasted upon me each night,
wracked me with pain and pleasure,
you left just enough blood to fight
to stay alive--i was your hoarded treasure.
but now you have forgotten, and i'm the one who hungers,
longing to reclose the gap of bodies torn asunder.