Egyptian Vampire

 

He thought he was a Desert Sheik

A prince of the Ever Shifting Sands

Walking across Egypt

With his spitting camel at hand

The daytime sun was hot

Burning ripples across his skin

He was soon criss crossed with scars

Tracery of his Dark Sins

At sunset he pitched his tent

It flapped in the night winds

He dreams of an Oasis

Where a woman’s love he’d win

But it was just the endless screaming dark

That he awoke to again and again

Then on the soft night breeze

Leather velvety wings soon arrived

Dropping through the tent flap

With their sighs and sweet caresses

He dreamed he was making love

They bit his body everywhere

Draining his crimson blood

As he sighed in dream ecstasy

They drained every last drop

Night after night his fantasy

They drained away his life

Sheik - Egyptian Prince of the Desert

Soon left his spitting camel and his tent

Left the life had behind

To wing out over the hot desert night

His new life as vampire to find

 

 

Reviews

[Eric Cox]

I really do like this one, enjoyed it a lot.

[luciddreamer]

I agree with Sean....fantastic

[Star Wolf]

Awesome vampire poem! I really like this one. The females are the predators and the Sheik gets more than he really wanted, I think. Perhaps he'll like his new life as a vampire.

[Sean M. Addams]

very interesting i like the idea of a egyptian vampire ... imagery is awesome .. maybe an asian vampire next ... you defintley create the most interesting story and poems on here.. great job!!

[Black Cat Fever]

The Sheik got what he was dreaming about and so much more. Exotic and a bit chilling as well. Nicely done.