The Vampire's Lover

The Vampire's Lover

A Poem by S. Whitaker
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Christ talking to one of His "vampires".

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Precious love, so wrapped in darkness,

What demon has shackled thee?

What foul chains now adorn thy skin?

What bushel hides thy light within?

 

Woe, my darling!

What demon hath denied you the sunrise?

What lust hath consumed thy soul?

What undercroft slumber has swallowed you whole?

 

Nay, My love!

Drink fully of My blood to sate thy hunger.

Let no stake strike at thy heart,

But at My side, My brow, My wrists and feet.

 

Let their hate of thee become one with Me.

I will rest in thy crypt for days of three,

So that eternity shall belong to thee,

The eternity that is thee and Me.

© 2008 S. Whitaker


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I love the flow and emotion in this poem, but I do think the last stanza is a bit forced though.
Besides that, this poem is beautiful!!! The wording, the old language, gives it a romantic tinge.
I love vampires, hope to be reading more from you soon, whenever I have the time.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on September 27, 2008

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S. Whitaker
S. Whitaker

Council Bluffs, IA



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I am a delightfully eccentric writer who is also a Christian Goth. My many misadventures have led me all over the place such as Professional Wrestling, American Idol, a little bit of Tae Kwon Do, a lo.. more..

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