Creature of The Night

For Shadow, thank you for throwing words at me. Perfect inspiration my dear. x x x x x x x x x x x x

Creature of the Night

Night time comes,

Fear embedded in her bones,

Like the teeth of the vampires,

Sharper than the gravest of stones,

Sharper than the cold, bitterly frosting her pale white skin,

Bare as the moon revealed from the clouds, to look upon it is not a sin.

To touch her is to break the spell,

Sending you deep to the pits of hell,

That’s why they follow her as she flees into the night,

They feel her spirit, they sense her fright,

The smell of her blood, they cannot ignore,

This sheer terror merely makes them long for her more,

But hidden deep inside is a strength, no one could ever know,

For she is born of darkness, of somewhere deep below,

Her hair; black as night,

Her lips; cherry red,

Her eyes; palest blue skies,

She does not know the way; she draws the living dead,

Like cat to mouse, one creature of the dark to another.

Even if they get her, what will they do?

They’ll only long for more, but her blood is not true or pure,

It’s tainted with a poison of the dark,

On their insides she’ll leave a deep embedded mark,

For she’ll always run through their veins,

And they’ll be crazed for lust there on,

Primitive beasts, nowhere will they belong.

 

Author's Note

I hope everyone likes this. =]

Reviews

[Hotaru Miyuki]

i love it! it makes me feel attracted to the vampire through her beauty and nature. i love how you described her with things around her in the night. great job!

[Spilled Her Guts in Cur..]

That was quite genius.

[Anonymous Shadow]

awh sweetie!
its wonderful my darling. i love it.
love you more than this

[Wolfwind Words]

Oh, the lusts of vampires and their admirers. I like this one, i have to agree the colors in the middle really take this to a whole new level. It flowed very nicely. You were able to bring across the image of this creature of the night, so well, that i could close my eyes and invision being there watching her from the shadows.
The last three lines a the true winning part of this peice. Not only do we read that this vampires victims will burn with insanity if they get her blood inside them.
We also infer, the weekness of man to have what they can't.
Great job!

[Reuben Porter]

A very nice poem, I really did enjoy it.
It is a strange thing how the very smallest of color in the text when speaking the color it's self makes such a big difference to the poem. The red and the blue make the poem very captivating.