Kiss meA Poem by The Dark Passengera love poem for the vampire of my dreams ;)Drip, drip, drip, trickles blood from your lip, streams down your palid chin, as you watch me with a grin
Hopeless, is it not, when all the world is full of rot, yet you defy decay, and roam where all the morbid things do play
Amidst the shadows forevermore, I would not mind if I'd have to go away with you to the depths of death, your black heart my own, my wealth
Kiss me before the sun comes up, Help me find redemption with every cut, so together we can reign over the night, and so every drip, we'll drink with delight... © 2008 The Dark PassengerAuthor's Note
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