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A soul found sought within the sweet taste of ecstasy

the journey begins symphony resonates in her heart

beating flames cant tear them apart. Feelings of

desire whispers in the wind creeping upon the

shadows desperation descends. Hypnotic concentration

he gives with a stare and takes her to a place she

never knew was there. Beneath thee angelic statue there

is a sacred place he whispers to her heart in a

telepathic way. For you my love a gift for eternity

you'll see a life of indescribable love with a Vampire

such as me. She accepts his gift as he takes her blood

within he lessens his grip upon her fragile skin. She

looks within his eyes gleaming tints of gold kisses her

upon the lips as in the days of old. For we are bound by

blood forever we shall be I give my love to you for all eternity.

It makes me feel good

It makes me feel great

It makes me feel satisfied

It makes me what I am



I have mine

But yet I prefer yours

I have more than enough

Running through my veins

Yet I can't live without yours



Why was I made this way?

With sharp piercing teeth

For piercing and sucking

I wonder what I am

Beast or man



Blood! Blood!! Blood!!!

I wonder why I like it

It makes me feel real Good

It makes me what I am

It's the end of the day,

the end of the world

as the sun burns up

mere mortals do stay

they each fear their death

but they do stare

the immortals among

discover their death.



as they stare at the sun

the vampire strikes

as the vampire bites

their death has begun.



lycans stand still to see their prey

but they are in weak mere mortal form

let the moon coincide with the sun

so that they become their true form



mortals do panic to see the true sight

the appearance of myth among that last day

they have no faith to believe what they see

the ideology of myth is swept away

the battle between immortals does stand

but on the last day, they join as a clan

the battle still rages between master and slave

but today, they together do stand.

The sun it fades, by the window she waits

Her lovers bite, will ignite her flame

He came on the wind, one cold winters night

His smile radiant.... so bright,

He showed her the light,

His fangs he hid well....

Her blood he did lust,

He bathed her with love,

From the very first start

Her moans were soft, as his fangs they sank deep

The pulse of her jugular,

Against his pale lips it beat fast

He drank not with greed, for his love it was deep

The heat of her blood, seeping warmth past his lips

Brings him to life, till the early morning light

Like the darkness of night, he fades fast away

As dawn fills her room, alone she will wait

Till he comes once again, like a mist in the dark

To fill her with love, from his gentle cold touch

Her blood he will drink, to bring him new life

To fill him with warmth, each and every cold night

By the window she'll wait, till the sun it does fade

For her lover's return,

She lives each and every day

By the window she waits, day after day

Her undying love for him, it will never fade.

“Fear is power,” the eldest did confide,

“Mortal minds with thoughts can bend;

Home is darkness, where I hide,

Every beginning must start with an end.

Touch not the sun, oh poisoned light,

But embrace the silver temptress moon;

Make your sanctuary the velvet night,

The wolf’s howl is your mother’s croon.

Blood is wine, flesh divine,

Nary a prayer will halt your will;

Garlic, silver, nor holy sign, --

Only the sun makes your blood stop still.

So be wary, child of the night,

Let no mortal know of your bloody endeavor;

Sleep with the rising of the sun, tainted light,

Safe with the thought that you’ll live forever.”

Vampires come in all shapes and sizes.

They look normal, like you or me,

But I will now tell you the biggest surprises,

The have types, numbering three.



Sanguinarian (that’s Latin for blood drinker),

Now guess how THEY loose their thirst,

But they can still get blood-born diseases,

So Donors must be blood checked first.



Then there are Psi’s,

Now THEY need to feed from emotions,

And prana, now there’s a surprise.

They don’t feed off blood? What a peculiar notion.



Then there would be the Hybrids,

They feed like both Sangs and Psi’s.

The choice is theirs, how they want to feed.

Oh boy, would that not be nice?



They aren’t evil and don’t live forever.

They can’t “change” you or give you their powers.

They just have superior senses,

And prefer to sleep daytime hours.



I hope that this poem I’ve written,

Has taught you this subject well,

‘Cause Vamps can be real good friends,

And not ALL of them come out of hell.

If you come upon a vampire,

Better not poke him.

If you can’t help it,

Don’t further provoke him.

And if you do,

There’s no hope for you,

Because when they’re mad as heck,

They’ll bite your neck.

run, run faster

keep on running

he is after you

and he wants your blood

he has no mercy



everyone screams

there is no way out

she is after you

and she wants your blood

she has no mercy



hiding behind a house

they'll find you anyway

they are after you

and they want your blood

they have no mercy



come out, come out where ever you are

you can run, but you can not find

for I am after you

and I want your blood

and I have no mercy



soon the world is all the same

soon no one has to run or hide

soon no one is after you

soon no one wants your blood

soon no one has mercy

soon you are also

a vampire

A rather stretched line of people is waiting

Facing the rusty door of a crypt-like building

Each of them worriedly watching the horizon

Guessing impatiently when the sun starts risin’



In a few minutes time the door opens slowly

And a short guy appears, who’s truly unholy

“Please sign this paper and then hand it back to me”

He says in a dull voice, “Oh, and prepare the fee!”



They do as the man says without hesitation

This place can save them from eternal damnation

Each of them's shown a spot where they can ‘spend the day’

Waiting for the dark night when they meet their next prey…



And the sun starts shining, but they are safe by now

Lying in their coffins 3 meters underground

And a wind blows through and dissolves the awful smell

This cemetery is a vampire motel.

It seemed like a good idea at the time,

the immortality, the eternal youth.

My mentor reassured me with her crimson lips,

her caresses, her murmured endearments,

all the while stroking my beardless cheek

with her blood-red nails,

nuzzling my pulsating throat,

‘You will be mine, forever.’

And then she sank her ivory fangs into my neck,

and drank deep, deeply, deepest,

drawing out my very soul.



That night I died, only to be born again

by the light of the next rising moon.

No Christ figure I, never again would I set foot

in a house of worship or defile a temple of faith.

The daily company of men was forbidden me;

I sought nightly those of my own kind

and those foolish enough to venture forth,

becoming appeasement for my unceasing hunger,

my insatiable lust for life.



Time passes, the world changes,

mountains crumble, oceans rise;

I remain the same.

I do not change, I cannot die;

my mentor’s words were spoken in truth:

forever young, forever untouched by the passage of time.

Everyone I know, everyone I ever loved is dead.

No one loves such a one as myself.



You cannot see me, as I stand behind you

while you brush your golden hair,

paint your perfect lips,

not reflected in any mirror,

unfelt by your beglamoured senses.

Your beauty, your innocence, are all that I crave,

yet what I desire most is your death,

to drink in your essence, your soul,

to feel the life pour out of you,

to hold you tenderly as your veins empty into mine,

to watch fondly as your rosy glow is replaced by an icy pallor.



And yet with your death I am deprived of your life.

The warmth I would swallow, the blood

filling me with your essence, your very soul,

will in turn guarantee that I shall never have you again.

I wait for you to unclasp the heavy silver chain,

the one that encircles the throat I yearn for,

that keeps me from reaching out and touching

the very thing that I desire most,

and pray that you do not.



Yes, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

But now, as I cannot have your death,

I desire my own; and yet, I cannot die.

I cannot die.

When I bite for the taste,

All I see is blood to waste,

For I bite into the flesh and the energy I put to the test,

But when the blood touches my lips, my mind just utterly flips,

Spins into eradication. It spins fast.

How long I'm wondering will this rush last?

I did it once. I did it twice.

I tasted blood many times and thought it nice.

Hunted the energies down like mice, mice without a purpose, mice without plan,

I hunt them down and strip there energy and place it in my hand!

Before the place existed and the time was,

She made her first cry to make us hear her call,

But there was not a place to dwell in.



As the light departed from the shattered sun,

Then carried gloom to the landscape of that yard,

She was asleep in the land where there was no one.



Her throat had embraced the dark nails of cruelty,

But she tried to leave from the edge of that chaos.

Evacuated her grave, she dwells in the night, lingers in infinity.



She arose like a ghost from her old gray tomb,

Approached their soul with a devilish touch

And suddenly sparkled to become our new host.



As an undead she is, she feels a strong blood desire

Wandering in the night, through the woods,

Through the land, in the woods, in an eternal fire.

Every time you cry your crimson tears,

My heart breaks, sending it

Crashing among the shattered

Glasses that had yet to be

Filled by your Love and Beauty.



Every time I watch you

Slip into the silent ebony night,

I remember that we can never

Be together.



Every time I feel your silk-smooth lips

Press against mine,

Or feel your pearl white fangs sink into my skin

Taking out rushes of blood,

My heart soars into the abyss of happiness

That fills my soul.



Every time I see you embrace the

One that claimed your love,

My blood runs cold at the realization that

You don’t feel the same way



And every, every single moment

That I spend away from you,

I die just

A little

Bit

More.

You Embrace the lust

You Embrace the pain

You Embrace it until tears fall like rain

You sit and wait for a calm in your brain

Wait so patient and still the silence drives you insane

You Embrace the pain

You Embrace the lust

You run toward the very thing that turns your heart to dust

Why do you set yourself up for a fall

Go so deep your skin starts to crawl

Start to run but never get anywhere

The thought of going nowhere is too much to bear

So embrace it with every drop of tears

Embrace it.....You still have so many more years.

A tale or a dream

His other life seemed

As he slunk through the shadows of night.

Barely remembered,

That fateful November,

When dark swallowed all of the light.

The bite.

The pain spreading through him,

The poisonous fangs dripping red.

As twilight consumed him,

He looked at what doomed him,

And these are the words that it said:



Creature of night,

Take heart,

Take flight.

You’re free now to do what you will.

No morals, no life,

To live out in strife,

Your pleasure will come from the kill.



As he had been fated,

He gorged and he sated

His thirst on the blood of the living.

Warm, dark and red,

The innocent bled,

Unaware of the curse they were giving.

Unliving.

He longed for the killing,

And in each waking moment it grew.

The feeling of spite

For all that was right

As his soul frosted over anew.



So now in the dark

He waits for the spark

Of a life that is ripe for the taking.

He longs for the day

And he can’t get away

From a trance that’s not sleeping or waking.

Lonely,

He wonders if only

The kiss of the sun would bring peace.

And so, come the morning

Despite instinct’s warning,

He’ll lie down and hope for release.

I miss the shine

Of your ruby red eyes

The leathery feel of your face

Your breath on my neck

And the points of your teeth

As you come unto me for a taste.

The night was day,

The day was night,

The world was dark and

empty,

The caves were dark 'er

the light shall ne'er touch,

Thy light be scorned,

Else thee be burned,

By it's purifying touch,

We are the dark ones,

Scorned by those of

light,

We are the darkness,

That touches yonder heart,

We be Deaths' carriers,

Who watches those

above,

We be the shadows,

Seen on full-moon's

light,

Flying above yonder

head,

Waiting for a mistake,

To be made by thee

mortals,

We be the ghosts of history,

Haunting All-Hallow's eve,

The monsters under a child's bed,

We be the nightmares,

We be the sins,

We be the wraiths

of natural destruction,

We be the Vampires.

He flew to her as she sat in her bedroom

Touched down on her face with a powerful kiss

She fell to her bed as he landed upon her

It happened so quickly she couldn't resist



Embraced to submission, she lay uncomplaining

As he brushed her hair out exposing her neck

Anaesthetised softly with delicate kisses

She lay ready for him to make his descent



Her neck throbbing softly in time to her heartbeat

So soft and unblemished, a peach tinted white

He cradled her head and leant over her body

And kissed with lips open - jaws closing to bite



The heat hits his mouth as the blood trickles slowly

The taste is addictive, so rich and so warm

Unconscious, she's feeling a rush in her body

Excited, she calls out to him "Oh yes! More!"



He reads her elation and stops from his feeding

And, kissing her, turns round to look at her face

Light-headed, unthinking, she rises to kiss him

And falls to the spell of vampiral embrace



They kiss in the moonlight, her neck bleeding slowly

He bites her tongue hard as it strays by his teeth

Their mouths fill with blood as he drinks from her kisses

His hands getting busy with something beneath



He rips off her nightdress, the satin tears cleanly

Exposing her vulnerable body to him

She swallows her blood and delights in its softness

As he takes her skull in the palms of his hands



Her head on his shoulder, her body beneath him

She sighs with delight at the feelings inside

Sustained by her blood and her tenderest kisses

The vampire takes on a lover tonight