By: Jeanette Duchene
I walk into the darkness
To gaze silently at the sky
How I long for your vampyre kiss
Though you tell me I could die.
I feel a presence, I know you are here.
I turn and gaze upon you standing there.
In my eyes you will see no fear.
Surely you feel my adoration, my care.
I come to you, enter your embrace.
I argue, "How could you be cruel?"
You release me, turn so I cant see your face
And whisper, "My dear, you are a fool."
My souls been struck, tears fill my eyes
My head is bowed, I am ashamed.
You state, "I am not one with whom you want your soul to lie."
I whisper, "My mind remains unchanged."
I touch your shoulder and you turn
And bless me with your gaze.
Your eyes with an unnatural glow do burn
Yet my feelings toward you remain.
You take me and hold me close
You finally give me your kiss.
My blood from me, into thee flows.
My state is one of bliss.
I hold you tight, no struggles do I make.
I grow weak, with pleasure I reel
One last sweet, painful draught you take,
Then you whisper "Thou shalt not kill."
You hold me close a moment longer
You draw away and lay me on the ground.
Thy gaze, to me, seems to grow fonder.
And I say, "Your weakness I have found."
You smile at my words, then look to the sky.
I watch you, my beloved and beautiful friend.
You say softly, "Forgive me, my sweet, but I must fly...
And I assure you, I will come again..."
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