Neck out

My neck and shoulder area is not something I have ever readily offered up.

I would have flashs to teeth , bite.. fading .  When past lovers would try to kiss me here, I would instantly shrink .. There has only been one in my current history which I have feeling offered this vulnerable blood rich extension.

I have always had flashes of someone, something biting, latching on .. drawing my life force and then I awake ..hungry.. hyper focused.. My belief, just stories and movies playing with my imagination.. Learned fear from observation.. I mean these things aren't real.. 'but what if they are have been is the resounding whisper"   What if you were one.. 

In moment's of ecstasy.. sheer joy I like to bite.. specifically the place where ones shoulder and neck meet.  It is a compelling force.. When I loose myself .. when I sudder and forget my name.. this is the behavior the drive.. I remind myself not to draw blood and I hand in the consciousness by a thread.. 

Again I smell blood, taste the iron, copper.. the dryness of it coats my tongue.. NO NO its only saliva ..I am typing and processing my thoughts.. weird muddled recollections. 

She typed her name and my Manipura Chakra twinged .. It twinges at the thought.. My mind blocks the picture.. I know beauty.. eyes .. eyes that pulled you  and you could go insane while trapped in her gaze.. I can not distinguish the color for the melded together swirling.. When you let go .. just a smile not pleasant more cunning and malevolent.

I was part of this.. there is hunger again.. the taste..I am dizzy .. caught between now ..then when was then.. Waking images .. not hallucinations they stay in my mind.. but pull up feelings .. archaic.. my laugh .it rings mocking me..