Running with the wicked winds as evil grew restless within my dark soul I left the masquerade ball inside where each whisper was a charade I could not pretend all was well, I damn well knew I was losing control as I murmered insane prayers before I was made
Soon the sun would appear and reveal my naked truth within my heart beat wildly as I ran through the chilled damp air who would have guessed I'd meet the man of my sin yet in the dark corner of the room he stood quietly there.
Spellbound by dark piercing eyes as he asked me to dance falling, I was falling fast into his alluring charms as the lights went out suddenly I had my chance to drink a lustful blood, yet I ran from his arms
In angelic agony I sighed as my gown brushed against the graveyard trees I could never escape from whence I came in the dark dreary night and ruin the life of an innocent man whom I had to set free Love can never,ever be found in the light for vampires such as I
I saw her from across the room
as I had to attend yet another
wearisome ball.
There she was.
Just across the room
A flowing midnight gown
draped flirtatiously over
perfection. If only I could
catch a glimpse of that face.
I knew I had to approach
It was not an option but
A must. A must for I was
no longer in control.
My soul begged for a flash,
a moment of vision.
A longing desire to see
this maiden's face.
I must know this woman,
I must have this woman.
Mesmerized within the sparkle of her eyes
and dancing along the flow of her hair
I made my approach.
"Would such a lovely woman
care for a dance?"
And then she was gone
As quickly as she appeared
My heart ached from rejection
My mind in bewilderment
Lost within the puzzle
trying to piece her face
in my mind.
Where had my maiden gone?
Love can never,ever be found in the light for vampires such as I
...until the choice is made to walk into that dawn of Light and end the immortal life of No color ..no palate of taste or seeing or of the emotions of a carpathian...
Big wow factor here. Love it! Tormented soul, further complicated by the ability to love, who can tear herself away. Angst, and literal unquenched desire.
Love this poem .. such a sad one .. Vampires are such interesting creatures and you have 'made' this character well.
Your images and descriptions are really very good.