I HUNGER FOR YOU

Is it not 2023 October? Halloween? Let us devour a vampire poem.

In twilight's somber weep, the moon's gray hue,

I pine for dreams, as tear-streaked night I knew.

Our forms, bedewed, in love's tender embrace,

Drown within the tides of passion's grace.

The heart, ravenous, in its wild plea,

I drank your essence, as love does decree.

Desire, an unquenchable, relentless art,

I'll ever ache, insatiable for your heart.

Not in games of chance, nor candle's glow,

Shall this yearning cease, nor passions grow.

My traitor, jealousy's searing bite,

Yet, still I thirst, your essence my delight.

:: 10.04.2023 ::

Reviews

[D. Mansfield]

Happy Halloween! Loved your poem

[Coffee Vampier]

Beauty is the desire. Sometimes I see a pure artist and I love their work. Yours work is well done.

[E.P. Robles]

I care only for speaking in words. Beauty. Thank you so kindly. I won't forget your wonderful sentiment.