Disclaimer: I own Inu-Yasha! Yup! I own Inu-Yasha 1-17. ^_^

. . . Wait- you mean the characters themselves, don't you? Oops.

Author's Note: ^_^;;; One of those moods. . .

Yeah.

Hope you enjoy- this is a sort of oddly-formed poem. ^_^;

(Note: I realize this poem seems a little. . . choppy. Oddly worded. I was trying to go on the frazzled, light-headed, elevated mood Kagome is in during this poem. ^_^; That's why it's written like this. )

Please enjoy and R&R! ^_^

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GROAN.

MOAN.

TEAR.

SNARE.

BLOOD-

BLOOD-

EVERYWHERE.

HARD.

HOT.

SWEAT.

WET.

LUST-

LUST-

I'LL FIGHT IT YET.

He kisses me so sweet- so fierce

His bloody fangs my skin does pierce

His nails are trailing, drawing red

So hard I think I've never bled

I. . .

His lips find mine and plow inside

Not satisfied `til me he's tried

My weak arms wrap around his neck

My body is a pleasured wreck

I must. . .

My footing lost inside this sea

He lifts a knee to support me

This only tightens my insides

And loudly I can't help but cry

I must fight. . .

As a sweet, metallic taste

Accompanies this hot embrace

I feel inside the churn of bile

And on my lips- a happy smile

I must fight the. . .

But hark- the echo in my head. . .

On and on and never dead

I force it back, ignore it so-

But it will not- it cannot go

GO.

I must. . .

I must. . .

I MUST FIGHT THE LUST

He bites my neck and draws sweet sap

My mama's words- my mind they wrap

But I can't hear them properly

With Inu-Yasha close to me

I. . .

My inner child- she tries to guilt

As on the ground my blood is spilt

My name he whispers, screams and moans

I answer him with pleasured groans

I must. . .

Our torn up clothing slides right down

I can see my mother frown

But do not care as his eyes gleam

A red-tint amber; artists' dream

I must fight. . .

My dripping legs soon stain his own

As on my back I'd quickly thrown

He smirks and teases with his touch

And I try not to writhe so much

I must fight the. . .

Stars of color burst within

As we soar inside our sin

And when it's done, he turns- and then-

In a whisper, smirks: "Again. . . ?"

AGAIN.

I must. . .

I must. . .

I MUST FIGHT THE LUST

My love and want I can't keep down

And soon we're rolling on the ground

Like beasts, our lost souls intertwine

And now he is forever mine

MINE.

I shant. . .

I won't. . .

I CANNOT FIGHT THE LUST

No longer do I think I must

He's mine alone- his heart I trust

For now, as plotted out by fate-

We have become life-long mates

GROAN.

MOAN.

TEAR.

SNARE.

BLOOD-

BLOOD-

EVERYWHERE.

HARD.

HOT.

HATE.

FATE.

LUST-

LUST-

ETERNAL MATES.