The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

The Vampire
12:02 Apr 20 2005
Times Read: 632

A FOOL there was and he made his prayer

A Fool as you and I !)

To a rag and a bone and a hank of hair

(We called her the woman who did not care)

But the fool he called her his lady fair

(Even as you and I !)

A fool there was and his goods he spent

(Even as you and I !)

Honour and faith and a sure intent

(And it wasn't the least what the lady meant)

But a fool must follow his natural bent

(Even as you and I !)



Oh, the years we waste and the tears we waste

And the work of our head and hand

Belong to the woman who did not know

(And now we know that she never could know)

And did not understand !



Oh, the toil we lost and the spoil we lost

And the excellent things we planned

Belong to the woman who didn't know why

(And now we know that she never knew why)

And did not understand !



The fool was stripped to his foolish hide

(Even as you and I !)

Which she might have seen when she threw him aside

(But it isn't on record the lady tried)

So some of him lived but the most of him died

(Even as you and I !)



And it isn't the shame and it isn't the blame

That stings like a white hot brand.

It's coming to know that she never knew why,

(Seeing, at last, she could never know why)

And never could understand!

The Missing World
11:52 Apr 20 2005
Times Read: 647

He gazes in wonder at the beauty of woman before him,

the glow of the moon's light reflects off the smooth

perfection of creamy skin. He bows, his eyes downcast

as he realizes that his words never reached her.

Dreams of a vampiress
11:51 Apr 20 2005
Times Read: 648

Night, like a black veil descends now

embracing the world around me.

I sleep, yet do not ... your presence is near.

You invade my every dream ...

even when I am awake.

You walk ... nearly float, sensuous, exotic, unearthly

each step driving my heart against my chest.

Your eyes, sensuous, beckoning draw me

they dance.

I stir, dark desires, fought with prayers

burn within my very soul.

A sound, sweet words falling over ruby lips

caress my heart, my mind, my soul.

Long silky hair swirl over ivory shoulders.

Your smile, sensuous lips curl slowly ... revealing

Long, Pointed, Sharp, White, Glistening.

I rise, ivory arms reach out, beckoning

and pull me to your breasts.

Drifting now, I float freely on a sea of desires,

my heart pounding, my flesh burning against yours.

Our lips touch ... yours move slowly.

A kiss ... sharp with the pleasure of pain ...

against my throat ...

and then you are gone ...



Night's Children now return to sleep

I fight against the gloom as I wake ... reaching ...

But alas, I wake only to your absence.

Ode to a Vampiress
11:51 Apr 20 2005
Times Read: 649

In darkness ... it is said of ones such as You,

does she dwell ... she is,

the dark seductress who haunts your every dream.

And beware, they say.

for her embrace is ecstasy ... and ... death.

And yet ... I am haunted by your dark beauty

and dancing eyes, and the turn of your lips as you smile.

I have listened and heard your voice singing in the wind.



And now, as Night's Children sing to you

I lie upon my bedding,

cool satin against my fevered flesh, and

my thoughts turn to You.

And sleep will not come ... this night.

My Lost Love
11:50 Apr 20 2005
Times Read: 650






When I look at your picture..

I come to think..

Where are you?

Your laughter, your sorrows

Your love..

I miss you..

I knew that our love was real..

Why didn´t you give me a chance..?

Why did you leave me..?

I love thee, my rose..

Now, I will cry myself to sleep..

I miss my love..

Where are you..?

I stand here all alone..

Alone, without an end in sight..

I feel the sorrow..

I can see it so clear now..

The end is coming for me too..

As I wandered through the night..

I said to myself..

I will join you soon..

I love you..

And another tear fell..

For you..

My love..

Night-death
11:39 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 662

No I do not see it

I am here to pay for your pride, nothing else

I know you hide

The empty veil of your life is lifted and you're all alone

Jerk off to the sounds of the night

You have no more

In sick suspense you tease your world

Fantasy is your reality

No shame in the unknown

And no-one knows your name

The city hides the man who cries

Lonely as the wolf

Howl like the devil

But no-one will hear you

Rest in your self-pity

No-one will find you

No-one sees

The world closes its eyes in slumber and you are still there

Your scars run deeper than the river of souls

You bear your scars in the palm of your

Limp-dick hand.

The Rain
11:38 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 663

Rain sits like steel on the cold grey dust of our fist-crushed flowers

The flesh the heart too weak for the stench of rotting diamonds

Wet dew of dawn clings like the one we lost

Left behind

We sit

And the rain is cold outside

To touch now seems immortal

Why try?

The Armageddon Effect
11:38 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 664

In the final dying embers of a tortured solar eclipse

There is a beauty which compels fascination

In the burning rain which kills off the instincts of man

There is a fascination which creates madness.

Now we have the survival of the sanest –

In this new and dust-tarnished reality

We are wind-beaten souls

Trying to carve out a new existence

Far from our familiar normality.

The death of the soul – the rebirth of confusion.

Weather-worn and flustered,

Twisted and broken on the cruel wheel of life.

The spheres of destiny spin ever onward

Racing on in their unbroken orbits

'Plus ca change plus c'est la meme chose'

Shadows of the past

Spectres of the future

I am rolling the dice of my life:

I am the wraith that knows no wrath.

Static for the Statisticians
11:37 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 665

One more day, a time for journeying

A time of learning –

The ancient arts and secret wisdoms;

The mystical truths we hide behind

(Shielding reality)

Static...





Yet I know, alone and self-assured

They have shown me knowledge.

Like a blind fool I stumbled on

Before my eyes were opened

(Facing reality)

Static roars...





Fact or fantasy,

Is there a difference?

Why do we live on here?

Divided again

There's a mystery to stifle all others

(Avoiding reality)

Static roars across...





A murmur begins, the rumour persists

Conforms, reforms, transforms

Divides, and yet guides us

Certain of the truth we thunder on

(Detaching reality)

Static roars across the...





'So much style without substance

So much stuff without style'

He said it all so well – a seer out of time

Yet still in touch with how it feels

(Allowing reality)

Static roars across the screen





The world-view ever changing

Yet we remain the same

Pocketed in our places

The prophet speaks the words again

'Detached and subdivided'

Yet we are not all fools – there must be a chance

To right the wrongs of our world.

But the hardest change must come first –

We each have dreams, unfulfilled, unrealised

We each have the switch in our grasp

But lack the courage to touch it.

(Reality withdraws)

Static roars across the screen.

Pause for thought...

The Fool and the Priestess
11:37 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 666

'Treachery and treason – there's always an excuse for it':

Can there be an excuse for your kind of duplicity?

No compensation for those hurt in your fury

Or your empty silences... confusion reigns.

There is no explanation for your actions – is the explanation the excuse?

The excuse does not explain, but forgiveness may be granted if your lust lasts.

Fair Fortune is the golden opportunity you threw away when you left me.

Did you think me mad? Foolish?

Deranged (certainly) through love for you – when you turned aside I felt the weight of despair

Splinter the silver auricles of my heart.

How could you not see? Blinded by your dissocation from my reality you saw no further than tomorrow.





A dog at your heels snapped you a warning;

An eagle in the sky screamed help which you ignored;

Careless of care you went on

Past everything that mattered – everyone who cared – past me, above all others.

I could sit alone on my ivory throne – unaware of the danger about me

Never suspecting how things might change.

I just turn the cards and hope.

Mind Games
11:36 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 667

'Days of barefoot freedom racing with the waves

Nights of...' The music stops. 'There's only the sound of the rain'.

For him there is no night or rather

Everything is night. Or perhaps...?

Who can understand? Who can explain?

There is always night:

Night must fall

On us all

And slowly descend into

Blackness.

That is fact. Therein lies truth – briefly.

But sleep – that is his problem.

Sleep eludes him, he has learnt to hate the darkness.

He lies awake, bleeding silently, saying nothing but thinking much.

And thoughts return again and again

To a mid-west desert in July.

His car, burning up the miles between south and north;

Hope and despair; life and...

Soft lips pouting in the moonlight –

Fair of face and full of grace lies sleeping beside him.

Once more she disturbs his thoughts

(Unconsciously, no doubt, unaware of the effect she has)

Stirs his emotions:

He forgets his train of...

Once more unto the, no, that's wrong –

This is no battle, not yet...

He is forced into surrender by the opening

Blue eyes, the parting

Red lips

Once more she beckons him to her...

Mental becomes physical:

A deadly tearing of nerves

The rush of blood

The crash of a heart-beat

The thud of a pulse

The rasp of breath

With an urgency he cannot ignore she surrenders herself, offers herself – warm, moist and insane with desire – up to him. She wants him, needs him... is at least willing to pretend he is someone else. Physical becomes mental:

As she remembers the past – her past

Not his.

That time when she knew, when she had control,

And her thoughts were uninterrupted

By his lust.

He wants her, needs her... and makes no pretence of it.

The trap is there – open – baited – hidden, yet displayed to her sensitive eyes.

And he smiles – the moment is there (however brief) and they both understand;

Both see beneath

The façade they knew was there, but tried to ignore.

And then the moment is gone, and the sun rises once more.

A time to dream?

Can dreams become reality?

Or is reality simply the re-enactment of twisted dreams?

Obscurity beckons – faceless anonymity

And it is an option we are destined to choose

Time and time again

Until death do us

Part.

A Journey of the Mind
11:36 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 668

Wheels burning on the dusty highway

A trail blazed in the noon-day sun

A summer searing the desert sands

The sound of silence – the wheels, the sun, the sand.

The driver alone, with a companion who sleep –

Restful, forgetful of the heat – and only an endless

Road through the barren wasteland of Nevada.

Driving in this Valley of Death

The silence deafening: to his untrained ear

Like the crystal drops of music – a liquid Danse Macabre.

Where is he travelling to?

What is this road that leads him to wherever?

The road is immaterially material – a fibreless fabric of existence.

He does not see the road, the sand, the sun

(feels its prickling swelter through the cotton of his shirt)

Or the occasional circling eagle... lost in time and space

Both aquile and he.

He dreams: thoughts of his past, his future –

His present is transient and matters not.

The road is symbolic of his quest for truth:

A road to adventure, or misfortune; redemption or damnation?

(Snatches of long-forgotten songs crowd his mind)

Imagery uncovered from its age-long burial...

His past dates from the dawn of primitive time – his future stretches

Into the eternity which awaits.

Yet, at his side, his companion awakes

And the illusion is

Shattered.

Cold reality remains.

A Lesson in Insanity
11:35 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 669

Insanity perpetual and life so ineffectual

So curse all intellectual – they will not let me go.

Insanity's reality, reality's banality

Banality's mundanity – and freewill we have no

Remembering, dismembering

How blood of kings would run so far

Is all the world suspended from a pointed crystal star?

The moment heavy, twisted as those painted thought-waves are.

Is all the world a stage and we but players? Perhaps.

Jumping – jolting – jarring: like the modern music's man

Behind the bed the hammers clamour harder than they can.

Twisting – turning – twisted – turned

The hatred of a thousand eyes – deep in my soul they burned

The cause of which I stand accused

(Accursed before I speak)

The whispering voices scream at me

To black immortal murder of the company I keep.

Cold, curt, clipped – their voices; and their eyes:

Like the Master's loathsome dagger, cold steel turned in warm flesh.

Hot blood, cold heart. Fire and ice. Ice and fire. Fiery eyes.

Flaming torches held aloft, my private Salem hill

Bloody murder still to see, and violence at will.

The Number of the Beast is mine, that whoredom – though I deny –

Will mark me evermore.

Babylon is here, now, forever.

And who am I to disagree? Who to fight my destiny?

'Lady Luck is golden – she favours the bold'

Yet I, who was most bold, am thrown aside:

My life to be lived out in the cold

Devoid of interest, faulted flow of fickle pride.

Pseudo-sexual, parti-political

Counted collateral – industrial immunity.

Imperial insanity, diplomatic double-dealing

Remnant reality – picture-book prosperity.

And still my pasta is cold.

Eternia, Soul of Night
11:35 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 670

Forever, this love that I know in your arms

Forever surrender to your deadly charms

Forever in worship to swoon in your sight

Forever before you, my Angel of Night.





No evil may touch me, while you hold me near

Nor evil corrupt me save yours, my dead dear

Your evil seduces, so strong and so keen

The evil of darkness, of which I am Queen.





Together forever, through fire and ice

Together forever, no less will suffice

I am yours forever, no deadly decay

You are mine forever, through darkness and day.





Immortal beloved, my own darkest love

Immortal you are here, immortal above

Immortal life be ours, the red ruby kiss

Immortal the breath stolen from us by bliss.





Forever my darling, no pain, no denial

Forever we drink from the deep crimson phial

Forever my precious, this battle is won

Forever we're banished from the light of the sun.





Let midnight seduce us, let paradise reign

Through the dark ebon silence, this tainted red pain

Let passion compel us, this lust without measure

And always stay close to this love that I treasure. Your closeness delights me, it fires my soul

Your total corruption, my ultimate goal

And in the dark passion that burns in your eyes

I see a reflection of eternal skies.





So touch me once more, let our bodies be one

In unholy communion, despicable fun

We dance on the edge of a gilt sword, I'm sure

But we'll dance here forever, yes, forever more.

Darkness Eternal, Unearthly Fire
11:34 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 671

Immortal Angel, my dark desire

We light up the sky with our lustful fire

Hand in hand we dance along

Feeding on them, their blood our song





Though Heaven's denied us

And Hell wants us not

By the sacrifice made

Just look what we've got:





Each other forever

Eternal and deathless

Your hands on my skin

Your kiss makes me breathless





My undead beloved

So pale and so true

So strong here beside me

And thus I love you





Time may not corrupt us

Nor temper us ill

For each night we waken

To find a fresh kill





The darkness surrounds us

Forever our shroud

And so to the full moon

We shall sing aloud





Of love and of passion

And far darker things

Of lusts and perversions

Of intimate sins





My Dark One, caress me

And swear to stay close

And we'll run here forever

Through our night like two ghosts





Immortal Angel, my dark desire

We damn the night sky with our lustful fire

But in darkness we reign til the sun once more rises

In torpor we dream of tomorrow's surprises.

Dark Angel
11:33 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 672

Vampire – lover and killer

The eternal struggle between life and death

Good and evil in your heart.

How I long for your touch –

Your fingers trace my skin with fire and ice

My body explodes with yearning for you –

This lust I cannot bear,

That tears my soul apart,

As I feel your breath upon my throat

As your fangs rip my flesh

And drain my blood.

Oh god, I can feel your cock

So stiff and so pale

Burning inside me as I die,

My last sensation an orgasm

I shall never forget...





Victim – pure and tragic

Your death has fed my lust

Your blood has quenched my thirst

And my cock feels so good within you.

You die with grace, and passion

So keen I almost weep.

You are more beautiful dead than alive –

Your skin so radiant

Your flesh so pale and soft

Your eyes so wide –

That I cannot fight this desire.

Your body yields more unearthly delight

To me now in eternal slumber

And my cock rides your bleeding corpse

To earth my spunk in your fragile shell:

Ashes to ashes and lust to dust...





Dark Angels, thee and me

Raping the night sky together

Taming the darkness with our lustful hearts

Our souls forever damned to revel in death.

They call us Beasts, they fear our kiss

Together we prey –

Immortal love and sex and death

Nothing else matters...

Final Seduction
11:32 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 673

A lone shaft of moonlight cuts through the frozen midnight air

I feel your nearness, scent your pounding blood

The stone on which I sit is icy cold

And in my heart there howls a silent storm.

Your presence thrills me deep inside my soul

I yearn to touch your flawless satin skin

I smell beneath your surface scent the taut caress of fear

A passionate longing to know my name.

Your spirit cries out to me through the trees

You're trembling in the cold and in the dark

O! Come to me, my love

We'll share a single kiss

Let me wrap you in my fatal wings

The guardian of your final breath.

Your eyes hold all the promise of the young

A passion I remember oh so well

So take the final step, come sit her at my feet

Let me embrace you, shroud you in my love.

I am forever, you are but flesh

I can offer you but one thing:

A life beyond all life

A death could never taste so sweet

Let the enchantress possess your soul

You'll never need it more.

Mine is the greatest gift of all

Mine the sweetest kiss

No mortal creature could give you more

Than this merciful pain, this gentle domination.

I am forever your bride

While there is night to hold me

And your breath to sustain me –

You are the focus of each waking moment.

Evil to be so possessed by you

But I must have you or be destroyed.

So come to me, my love

We'll share that single kiss

And all my world I'll gladly share with you.

When we lay together, do you hear my heart

Crying out for your endless devotion?

When love envelops us, can you feel my soul

Devoured by the passion in my deathless eyes?

We must be more than one flesh

We must die and live for each other

Soul to soul, spirit to spirit, heart to heart

Eternally together, we who know what eternity truly means...

11:32 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 674

Infernal Angel





Infernal angel of the night

How often I have watched your flight

Through moonlit streets so bitter-bright

And ever I have wanted you

And ever I have died.





Infernal angel, sleep by day

To wipe all of your pain away

You seek the night in which to stay

And ever I have bled for you

And ever I have died.





Infernal angel, warrior strong

Who walks by night so aching long

To kill a stranger for a song

And ever I have honoured you

And ever I have died.





Infernal angel, all that is

The star in my own Paradise

Forever more forever lives

And ever I have longed for you

And ever I have died.





Infernal angel, I have tried

For many years my fear to hide

And yet to you I cannot lie

And ever I have yearned for you

And ever I have died.





Infernal angel, please believe

My dying heart, its ache and heave,

Are all for you I cannot leave

And ever I have cried for you

And ever I have died.





Infernal angel, yet remain

Within my heart, within my brain

Still sing to me your dark refrain

And ever I have prayed for you

And ever I have died.





Infernal angel, cast in stone

You walk the streets so oft alone

Yet I still wait here in your home

And ever I have needed you

Yet never more than now

11:32 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 676

Restless Blood





Moving out of the shadows she transforms herself.

In the flickering lights of the dark street she moulds herself

Into a form of humanity –

Almost perfect.

Gliding through the streets she feels a presence:

A heady wash of human pulses,

Human blood,

Pounding already in her temples as if in anticipation

Of the kill.

She moves like a ghost – silent and sure –

Or like a cat – graceful and sleek.

Everyone sees her, and yet none perceive her.

She is the scavenger in a city of monsters,

And none may bar her passage.

It is midnight – the bells of St Alfonso's clang their warning

To anyone who cares to hear –

And the moment is almost at hand.

She has seen him.

A tall figure, dressed in black, with long flowing locks of a deep ebony.

He carries a silver-tipped cane, a man of distinction, no doubt.

He walks alone, but self-assured.

In the neon glare of a street-light he pauses to adjust his collar before glancing

Back along the passageway.

His eyes glitter, red in the darkness, as he spots her.

One hand, long, pale and bony, reaches out from a lace cuff

Towards her.

She hesitates, unsure at the fateful moment if what she does is right.

But she must advance – his eyes say it as surely as does her heart –

And in seconds she has latched herself to him.

Her mouth pressed to his deep blue vein

Her teeth gnawing at the thin skin to gain a purchase

She pleads for salvation in cries of blood

And with a desperate borne of hunger she tears at his hand

Before he raises her

And forces her mouth onto the open wound on his throat

Where already the blood of life is weeping out

Into the ruffles of his silken collar.

He is her final meal, and her first

For in tasting the blood of the true vampire

She has deserted her mortal life for ever

And the thirst for immortality has at last

Inevitably

Been quenched.

11:31 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 677

Dark Light





Waking somewhere beyond the veil of night

Velvet loneliness caressing my mourning heart

Crystal teardrops, a sheen of silver on my face

My swollen eyes reflecting the weeping blue

Of the twilight skies

A moonlit opal crouching in the neon glare

Of a streetlight

Heartbroken and desolate in the empty street

Sheltering against the prying eyes of enemies

And false friends in the shroud of the night

Sighing a river of shattered dreams

Into the cold air of the dusty street

Hopes and fears mingle with the broken promises

I should know so well by now

But somehow I thought you'd be different

You'd be kind to me

You'd care

My lonely figure, a wraith in the lamplight

Moonlight, firebright, streetlight

Barely more than a skeleton, a living ghost

Trapped in a physical form that weeps

And grieves and mourns

For you, always for you

My dark angel, my spirit prince

My phantom love

Little more to you am I

Than moths betrayed by the bright light

Of the floodlit sky

But forever I love you...

11:31 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 678

Crimson Glory





A girl steps out of the darkness,

Scarlet diamonds floating in her long-dead eyes,

A halo of perforated raindrops

In an iridescent circlet of light about her head;

Betrayed by the orange street-lamp

In the midst of her midnight search –

Scavenger hunt for life through death;

The lonely wanderer of night skies,

Always alone in the darkness;

A solitary glimpse of naked light,

The whitest skin, textured in porcelain,

Her ancient skin, stronger than any brash and soulless steel,

Her flesh a silent, aching memorial

To days of lost and betrayed youth;

Ebony net of gossamer hair,

A wreath about her glacial shoulders;

Eyes that glitter with the scorching pain

Of ages past, centuries of half-life;

Ruby demons caressing the cold flesh of her lips

As an incautious drop of crimson life

Bubbles from the crimson depths

To fall upon the cool white of her naked breast;

Death-marks still upon her silky skin

As she steps out of the dusky shroud of night

Into the crown of glittering neon

Around the rain-spattered arc-light

In the empty and desolate city street;

Clothed in funereal black from head to bare feet,

Rags of cloudy darkness

Clinging to her sylphic form

Like cobwebs on a moon-drenched tomb;

Draped in darkness, weeping

In the fire of her own damnation.





Eternal princess of the night,

How beautiful thy savagery seems...

11:30 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 679

Elegaic





Wraith-like in the lamplight

Fresh blood on your pallid lips

Eyes aglow with unnatural fire

Passion on the rise after the feast

Midnight wanderer

A warrior by moon's silvery light

Fighting your battles within your lonely, immortal heart

Sitting at last beside me

After so many months of waiting for you

At last you've taken my veins' beauty

Hot mouth draining my heart

My blood yielding, inevitable and precious,

Given willingly into your care

Rainbows in the arc-light

A halo in your hair

As you stepped inside my home

Crossed the threshold of guilty longing

And held out your icy, candle-wax hands

To me, at last, to me

The fateful kiss

So nearly fatal

Yet you held back

Your desire was quenched in that draught

While mine still hungered

Aching and yearning for more

For the release I know only you can bring

For a chance to share your perfect life

Maybe if I wait til you sleep

I can break your charm

Taste of your blood

Recreate myself as your unholy mirror

Take the chance myself

Release myself by stealing your magick

Perhaps I can

Perhaps I will...

11:30 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 680

Vampire.

Ghastly beauty in your silken skin, your tomb-stone pallor

Ringlets of death about your ashen face

Eyes burning with unearthly fire

Your lust for life.

Rise from your grave to follow the call

Blood-lines engraved in your heart

Yield to a moment of desperate hate

To fulfil your love.





I have seen you many nights

Wandering alone in the moonlit streets

Following some scent

Of which I am unaware.

How often have I longed to join you?

How many times have I prayed to you to see me?

Your face is etched in my mind –

My eyes behold you wherever I look





I see your pain

The force that traps you

And I long to release you

Knowing that beauty and death are so close

Slender threads woven into the fabric of my dreams

Will you ever see me?

My vampire love

Will you ever come to me?

Let me share your life, your pain, your love...

We will survive somehow.





By day I sit on your grave-stone

Hoping that you'll hear the words I whisper

In your silent, weeping sleep.

My tears are the blood to resurrect you.

As by night I yearn for your perfection

And you rise again to walk alone

I wonder: will you ever need me?

Ever hear me?

Ever want me?





White-faced and solemn you creep through the streets

Preying on the miserable and alone

Feeding your own pain with the pain of others

Your victims cause you to suffer

More than you do them.

Rather take me – for I can cure you

Rather take me – for I can love you

Rather take me – for I can let you live again

And this eternity may be ours together

If you only come tonight...





Hold my hand and we are invincible

Life and death unite us in the marriage of ages

We are indivisible, indestructible.

Perhaps tonight you will understand.

You may stray beneath my window again

You may perchance look up and see me this time

And perhaps you will realise how I feel





My life is worthless without you

And the mortal world is a tiny place

Compared to your immortal universe

While I sit and dream

Of sublime pleasures to come

And thoughts of you haunt my mind

I will pray that one day soon

You will understand my love

You will understand my words

And all my thoughts will become yours

Once, for all, for ever

My vampire love...

11:28 Apr 04 2005
Times Read: 682

Lost, in centuries of your own innocence.

Steeped in the history of the ancients

Yet unable to resign yourself to your Fate.





You were the first to bravely come forward –

Your courage never failed you then.

Yet how hard it was for you to understand your power.





You saw it as a curse, never a gift.

Eternity awaits you, but your melancholy eyes

Long ever more for the light of mortal day.





How I long to help you. As I hold you

In my arms and kiss your ivory skin –

The soothing embrace of the mother you never knew –





I hear your silent cries for mercy.

You want me to release you, but I know

I never will. Your agony is mine –





Our hearts will always beat in time –

But I cannot give you your freedom.

Mine is not the hand that heals –





Not this time. God, but, Buzy, how I wish

You could understand. Your curse is my life.

Without you I am nothing. I guess in our own ways

We need each other.





My Buzy, unwilling victim of another.

Beguiled by his beauty, as I was by yours.

A preternatural love, this, to last so long





Without consummation.





And sometimes, beyond your sadness, I can see

The bitter reality in your tear-stained face –

In streaks of blood I see your pain, your anger





Unstoppable flow of anguish.

And my eyes bleed for you, Louis, tears are

Blood and salt on my mortal skin as I share





A part of your suffering.





Oh, my love...





You've seen so much. I can but marvel at your life,

That is beyond life, and grieve at your fears,

At the wonderful gift

That is slowly destroying you.





I can but grieve...