Bloodsucker from Romantic Dialectic by Skip K.D.

Your flesh is a factory
Spinning out skin bone and teeth
I hear your blood and bile seep
I feel your heart each time it beats

Isn’t that just love, my lovely?
That you should feed me when i’m hungry
It isn’t much I need
So please, don’t be afraid to bleed

Surely yours, the purest love
The kind sent down from heaven above
I know your heart too kind and sweet
To withhold from those in need

I know, my love, you’d never curse me
To waste away when I’ve grown thirsty
It isn’t much I need,
Please don’t be afraid to bleed

Isn’t that just love, my lovely?
That you should feed me when I’m hungry?
And you’ve got blood in such excess
It must be no great burden to divest,
And how much could you need?
So, please don’t be afraid to bleed

• Folk
• Mendocino