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At night, I laid upon the soft earth
That was covered by dead leaves
As the blood trickled down my neck
I slit exactly where I knew I would die
A slow yet peaceful death
I wanted to die amongst the stars and moonlight
As a crisp breeze moved sweetly
Through the early fall air
I let my eyes close
Knowing that no one would find me
In this long forgotten overgrown field
That held flowers
Still holding on
To the last warmth of the season
"Sleeping Beauty, what are you doing here?"
As I languidly opened my eyes
I found myself staring up
At a dark figure
"I am dying."
I answered
"Please leave me in peace."
And even though
My mind was already slipping
I knew I was not imagining
When I felt her kiss upon my lips
A shock of heat ran through me
As a drop of blood passed through my open lips
So sweet
So delicious
That with what strength I had left
And pulled her atop of me
I'd never kissed a woman's lips
And I couldn't tell if it was her
Or if the blood made them softer
Causing a longing to stir
And as I started to relax into the kiss
This dark-haired mistress pulled away
"Where you lie is upon my land.
How can I deny myself a gift
That you willingly put here?"
And even though
I had little life left
I felt my back arch myself into her
As she sank her teeth into the spot I had slit
A pull of my blood with her lips
Caused spasms to rip through me
I couldn't help moving against her body
And I could tell from her moans and grinding
That she was enjoying the reaction
I fought against the thick fog
That was plaguing my mind
I did not want to go
I did not want to leave this place
That was my perfect place to die
For I had never felt such intimate pleasure
From any man before
Than what this woman gave me
In these brief moments
She moved away from my neck
And started to lick the tears
That had started to form
"I will let you die in peace
If you agree to die and live with me."
I desperately wanted to scream
And moan out a yes
But I knew I had no strength
And hoped that she could see
The slight nodding of my head
As the darkness around me surrounded
I could no longer see the stars
And I could only feel her arms cradling me
As she continued to grind against my sex
To my relief
The sweet nectar
That I tasted before
Pushed through my dry lips
As she mingled her tongue with mine
And with renewed strength
I wrapped her curvaceous body
With my vice grip
I savored every drop
As my body rocked with hers
Moving in unison
As our bodies danced
And as we came
I felt a new source of life
Enter inside of me
Filling every fiber and vein
With a hot and potent energy
That awakened my senses
And atop of me
I found the most beautiful face
That helped me find
The perfect way to die
Tiffany Pennywell is a writer and poet from Shreveport, Louisiana. Tiffany is the author of My Downward Spiral, Window to my Soul and Face and Embrace Yourself. They have also co-authored a horror/fiction book series entitled Seemingly Strange and Unusual Tales. You can find all of their work available to purchase here.