Keep me sharp lover.
Take care of my instinct,
Don’t let me let go of my fire.
Bring that newness of desire,
For however long I may keep you.
And when you release that feel…
I’ll keep it safe in my vein.
A certain heat that’s become a part of me.
And I’ll feed.
Ciara Ashley Johnson 
Sounds like vampire stuff.
however you want to interpret it 🙂
Ha ha. Right on. Funny my first memories are just coming in. Remembering being breast-fed and being rocked. I’ll guess I’ll remember all that when I think of this poem. My parents. My dad rocked me a lot when I was just a baby. Anyway, nice stuff. Very good. A light came on when I was borne. Beautiful. i feed. I like it. Seems to fit both babies and adults. Nicely done. Don’t know how you did that.