There’s nothing better than this:

Dressed in our predatory skins

Our blood so thin

We could never win

We’ll be awake for days

I’d have pulled you into the storm

When you told me your real name;

I’d have soaked you through

We’ll be awake for days

In a sudden rain

Reeled in by the heat of the prey...

The body aches

As it craves

They said you were anguine;

In the crowd you could have been slithering

And I could see you were hungry

As you wrapped yourself around me