' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Drinking Your Blood Poem by Dónall Dempsey
' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Drinking Your Blood
So still
entranced by the vision
of your own
dying
your body
offers itself
up to me
I taste the flavour
of your life
drink your dreams
savour each memory
the delicious tang
of longing
smell the sweet
desire to live
swallow your soul
(whole)
your body
now
no use to me
or you
a broken doll
left out in the rain
at best
I kept my promise
there will be
no more pain.
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My friend who was slowly dying described her cancer as being bitten by a vampire and watching something so unreal drink your life without being able to do anything about it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 11:29:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh this one is so sad and such a shock to the system after reading the other two here today......the last line stung home true 'there will be no more pain'. It was how I felt when my mother died....... Ruthie