Had become a mere whisper barely felt or acknowledged in a world under seige.
Until “He” found two worthy souls and helped them bridge their hearts for mending.
Category: Vampiric Tendencies
My Love,
Look what “He” has done for you and me.
He is offering us clemency – if you’ll swing your sword to cut the Gordion Knot for our freedom.
Your love has always been the key.
Enslavement
For all of this time, she had been a sacrificial pawn of the “God” of Neglect and Denied Needs.
The God Time Tried To Forgot
She’d done it, again.
She’d fallen for the messages – had allowed her heart to reveal what she had been hiding for so long, underneath.
And the man had withdrawn – just like the others had before – leaving her circuit board lit up with suffering and never-ending hunger aching with longing unredeemed.
What did “He” want from her, after all?
What did “He” want to see?
“Bleed for me…” came The Need.
“Prove to me how much you want me to grant you this man’s offering.
Show me that you’ll be faithful, no matter how much you grieve…”
The Easy Way Out
Starving a love’s connection is an easier out for men than saying goodbye, which I guess is why they often choose to do this.
There is no real invested accountability, and they protect their selves by retaining power – yet keep soaking up the would be partner’s heartfelt energy until it becomes drained from lack of mutual nourishing.
(I Scream / You scream – Monsieur HERBE)
Vampiric Sagas
“I very much dislike that the common ending trope of vampiric love sagas is that though love is found, in the end, one or both of the lover must die unrequited.
This “flies” (bat reference) in the face of the whole immortal thematic of what a pair of lovers with access to such powers should be able to achieve and secure together – which is a rare kind of everlasting, getting to be experienced deepest love exchange.
I appreciate that in Bram Stoker’s book version, they thought Dracula died, and Mina lived her life with her mortal husband until he passed, but then reunited with her soul’s true bond once free to do so.
Having already lived out the ‘mortal death’ of prior marriage(s), I am looking forward to getting to experience true paradise, through its various shades of light to gray, with my Guy.”
My Love,
How is it that you awaken my hunger on levels even I have never dared to imagine?
Honey,
You know you feed me what I need.
(Drag Me Under – Sleep Token)
You Know
“I want to.”
Reality Bites
She looked forward to the right kind.
Word Of The Day: Chelicerae
“Jaws”
sheh·luh·see·ray
Love Is Love
Love is love
Is love is love
But I need love
Inside my blood
The heat of hope
Pulsing with trust
Two bodies close
Becomes a must
Honey,
I wanna taste you better.
—
(Sleep Token song reference)
(Blood – Kassie Krut, JLB Remix)
Reciprocation
An agreement of
Mutual submission
By degrees obtained
Through give and take
Receptivity
She felt like her body was shifting, preparing to welcome him.
The Pulse Of Love
They were traveling together for the first time while it was unfolding, and a younger assistant showed her all of the lyrics written out, published in a journal’s paper.
And as she continued listening to it playing while she read how they were printed, she realized that each small grouping of words lasted for quite a few minutes of experience.
Therefore, the song was a very long one – longer, perhaps, than many before.
As their air car landed and she got out with her guy, she wrapped her arms around him from behind as he sat down breifly on a bench, then nuzzled her nose and face into the nape of his neck, breathing in his scent and glorying in the way his warmth and hair felt against her skin.
“It’s perfect, don’t you think?” she murmured as she kissed just below his ear, feeling the heat of his pulse quicken against her lips.
“A real love song should be long and stretch out in a kind of forever so that lovers can expand into and have their joys and hopes supported as they are mirrored by it.”
(Hungry Eyes – Eric Carmen)
Polite Introductions
“Just come up to me slowly and gently, and introduce yourself to me, my love – so that I do not startle and automatically run.”
Mutual Deference
She was cautious to not place any judgements on possible prior ‘inexperience’ for either of them when sensing what she knew of him seemed to indicate the likelihood of his having so much respect for her that this possibly caused uncertainty about how he could best proceed.
I’m Not Going To Chase You
“I’ve sent you love songs and explained in great detail, despite my pain’s aggravation.
But neither will I deny you.”
(Flicking her tail in his direction as she saunters smoothly away into the forest)
In Her Defense
She had not realized until now that her prior freeze shut down had been her primal instinct’s self defensive checking to make sure that he was serious.
Of course, he had thought (possibly quite rightly from his point of view) that his mere sudden presence should have been enough evidence.
But he had not calculated into his equation the true depths that ran between them.
The Natural Order
If a male large cat senses a matching female’s need and wants to be with her, he shows up.
And of course, she resists at first because she needs to assess his seriousness.
She needs to know that she can trust him to stick around before she shows external acceptance.
But humans seem to need to complicate everything.
Prized Possession
She understood and cherished him in ways others didn’t and couldn’t.
And further, her love would nourish him.
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
What’s Missing In “Modern Lovers”
They often lack capability of the deeper exchange.
Anemia
She needed prime meat.
—
(Of course, there are multiple meanings!)
Lover’s Tiff
He kept thinking that he should stay away until she felt better.
But she wasn’t going to feel better until he was reunited with her.
A Match Made In Heaven
I don’t know who came up with the idea that an incubus and succubus were not made for each other.
But that person was either very stupid, or destructively conniving.
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
Dearest,
Do you not understand?
Your emotions feed me
That is why silence harms me
I need your love’s wild energy
Your range of passion
From calming to loud
Where once shamed
Let’s welcome proud
Red
In the Blue
—-
(Sleep Token reference)
(Embrasse Moi – VD, Bleue, Julien Van Doorne & Carla Roturier)
My Love, “Reach For Me” (Song)
By Athena Stairs, January 16, 2026
Why are you always hidin’ and runnin’
Can’t you see you’re the one I need
Baby you’ve been cryin’ confidin’
Come to me so we both can feed
Oh Baby I’m dyin’
You’re leavin’ me cryin’
And I don’t understand
But you won’t believe
Oh
Hey
Won’t you believe in me
I tried to make you see
That we were born to be
Why don’t you come and share your frustration?
Nothing’s perfect we’ve always seen
Pulling hair as we scream in vexation
God this world’s just filled with greed
Won’t you have faith in me?
Oh Baby can’t you see?
That you were made for me
No
Won’t you have faith in me?
Won’t you have faith in me?
Our love was meant to be
Have faith in me
—-
Later to add: expansive timing.
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Once Bitten
She had known that
Falling for him
Could do this to her
Which is why she had
Steered clear of the rapture
Everyone else fell into
Because once she loved
She committed with everything
And to not have it returned
In a way that felt mutual
By touch and communication
Was catastrophic for her
(Violator – Depeche Mode, Full Album)
Unbidden Need
She might be the salve for his wounds
But, her’s were wounds he could feed
(Mine – Cows)
Zombie
It at last emerged from its crypt
As the dark of night descended
But it was not craving brains
More a palate yet untended
Her Point Of View
His Point Of View
Mirror Mirror
(Dracula – Tame Impala)
(Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis)
Bite Me
“In the right way.”
(Assassin – Sultan Shepard)
The Gift
Terms
Uneasily, she turned away to hide her feelings as he began to approach her.
She didn’t like how people played games and inflicted the wrong kind of hurt.
Caught Up In A Frenzy
She grabbed both sides of the front of his shirt, pressing against the heat of his chest with her forearms and hands clenched – rocking him slightly as his dense weight barely swayed from her subtle yet emphatic grappling.
“What are you to me?” she demanded fiercely, but quietly. “What can you – what are you willing to be?!”
