Forever in a Minute

This is a minute poem, 60 syllables, 12 lines, a/a/b/b/c/c/d/d/e/e/f/f, 8/4/4/4/8/4/4/4/8/4/4/4

 

Moonlight shines full and its midnight,

his skin glows white,

and she needs him.

More than a whim,

 

with each bell toll, it grows, her want

and yet he can’t.

Now, to kill her

to bend and purr,

 

his teeth break the skin and she moans.

Her life he owns

and she will die.

He never lies.

Author's Note

Again, I'm not really a poet. Just playing with forms. Be gentle, but please advise. I'm not sure I like this one.