i finished reading merrick today...

like before... anne rice's words captivated, entranced and excited me till the end...

which just made me long for more of her works...

i was so hooked that i wrote a poem about it...

but i dont feel like posting it just yet because it still doesnt have a title...

i know i've posted a lot of poems that are untitled but i feel that this one should have a title...

bye