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The Visit

She lay sleeping there

Her head at peace, her mind without a care

I couldn't help but marvel at her soft skin

I felt my overwhelming thirst take over again

I leaned in and ran my fingers along her neck

I could hear the blood pulsing through, inside the veins so wet

Gently caressing her beautiful breasts, too much to take

Her body looked so perfect, almost fake

My lips parted, giving way to a set of fangs

I couldn't wait until her metamorphosis began

I cautiously bit into her flesh, so inviting

Her blood ran down my mouth, the flavor so enticing

I began to intertwine my body with hers

I couldn't get enough of her taste, my thirst wouldn't conserve

I kept feeding and feeding, taking all of her in

Until I could feel her soul fading, getting dim

I wanted to change her into the likes of me

I wanted her to become immortal, to be free

But her body, I just couldn't let it go

And now I will pay the price, having to live forever alone

Looking over my shoulder as the sun begins to rise

I kiss her now lifeless body one last time

I gently fade back into black, tears bleeding out from my eyes

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Posted by R.E.Potter 2008-04-20 20:24:05 ,,, Vampires up in the hizzy. Liked your poem, and im not big on vampire stuff. + Report this comment
Posted by CELL 2008-04-20 22:11:42 ... both arousing and heartbreaking... vampire 'kissing' is umm, chemically stirring, if you know what I mean (I'm sorry! Tis true). How unfortunate that he could not control his drinking... I like this because it's parallel to what can happen in modern relationships... A man (or woman) may not be able to control his/her "drinking", that is, he/she may overwork, may indulge in too much entertainment (TV, videogames, sports, etc), may do anything to get heaps of cash (whatever), and their spouse will end up hurting (he/she may feel put aside or rejected and that'll lead to depression or an ugly beat down). The relationship will usually weaken, and eventually die... I liked this. I can extract an infinite amount of things from your poetry. I looked at this as a metaphor, but that's just me. I thought it moved the senses too ^^. + Report this comment
Posted by lorislittlesecret 2008-04-21 12:03:39 .... Cool poem. + Report this comment

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