Friday, 10 December 2010

Vampires' Kiss

Blood red runs the night sky

Black clouds of bats flutter by

In shadows I see her standing there

Skin so cold with hair so fair

She beckons and I know I must near

But deep down I can feel my fear

Her eyes bewitch me and I am hers

Waiting to be with one in her curse

She bites me and I submit to her will

She drains me for she will have her fill

My eyes close, I must lay down my head

For I know I must awake as one of the undead

copyright Chris smith  2009

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