Dark Secrets

As I lie in bed Ideas still awake in my head He silently slithered through the crack in my door His eyes admitting his troubles and horrors He slowly examined my body at rest Deviously deciding which part looks best He places himself my body in terror As he bit, sucked, and had his fill He left the room; quiet and still with the small reminder of his dark and itchy thrill Damn masquito -Ashley Browning