when i'm in that place between sleep and awake that's when he comes to me hair as dark as his soul eyes green as the leaves of summer skin that is pale upon pale towering over me in the night making my heart pound stealing my breath soft, full lips soft and sensual mouthing whispers of promised pleasure long fingers tracing an eyebrow, a cheek a slender neck warm breath following the path of his finger faint scratch sweet, sweet pain joy rough tongue like sandpaper lapping languor wonderful weakness surrender ecstasy throbbing completion aching withdrawl why does he come to me i am his life he is mine my vampire lover
Reason for writing:
I've always been fascinated by vampires, and one night was wishing that I could feel a love bite from one, just for experience, and then the poem came to me.
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