This burning fire, a dancing white flame
A sudden desire, this buzz, nothing feels the same.
The fire licked her body, tasting her soul
His voice, calm, kind, caring even
She was his princess of the shadows he said.
She wanted to be his, never to leave his graceful side
He kissed her tenderly, demanding her to be his bride.
She shivered, though not of fear
He smirked malevolently as he held her close
This was her fate, but one he had chose.
Her heart ticked like an over worked clock
The clever wind blew against her body, chilling her to the bone
His explosive, yellow eyes showed passion and hostile animosity.
Hers were an evergreen color sparkling with curiosity
Shadows danced across his face
Twirling his fingers in her hair, fine as lace
The fire, overwhelming as his fangs sunk into the flesh of her neck
She gasped in shock her eyes wide, the fire seared her body
Love hurt she thought, as he drank her blood like the finest wine.
Finally, he stopped and the candle extinguished as they became creatures of the night, spreading their disease causing havoc and making such a fright.