Vampire's Kiss
Blood, lust, and red, red wine,
To sink my teeth would be so divine.
A river of nectar so very sweet,
A contagious and tantalizing trick or treat.
Pouring, dripping, gushing, streaming,
The murderous deaths of my feeding.
As you lie there slightly awake,
It is only your juices I shall take.
An enchanting gaze deep in my eyes,
You see the creature you most despise.
The fading sound of a beating drum,
To your liquid refreshment, I must succumb.
When darkness falls and the sun shall rise,
There's a transfer of fluids and a new disguise.
Not living, nor dead, but simply as I said,
You walk amongst the living dead.
Blood, lust, and red, red wine,
A vampire's kiss and you are mine.
Copyright ©2009 Joseph Pearson