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Poem by me: dewgoddess



Come closer to me.

Do not be afraid.

Come closer to me.

I will be obeyed.



Your face,

it looks frightened.

Why-ever can that be?

Surely it cannot...

Could not be from me?



No it cannot,

for this I am sure.

You welcome my self,

you're pulled by my lure.



So come closer to me.

There, that is it.

Come closer to me.

You will not be hit.



You seem unsure,

like I cannot be trusted.

But it's me you have wanted,

me you have lusted.



You're smart,

and approachable.

You're common sense,

it's notable.

So why? you wonder...

Do you feel so uncontrollable?



Because you want to come closer.

Come closer to me.

I'm graceful & beautiful,

things you want to be.



So step a bit more,

out of the light.

Into my corner,

filled with the night.

I promise you won't have to put up a fight.



Your pupils,

they grow.

Till your eyes,

they are black.

You are under my spell,

and that is a fact.



Come closer to me.

You now do not question.

Come closer to me.

I see no hesitation.



Come closer to me.

I can smell your scent.

Come closer to me.

Your neck is bent.



You thought you were safe.

But now you can't see.

The horror of this.

The horror of me.



Your eyes are shielded.

With an armor of passion.

A deep soulful look.

A look of good fashion.



Now you've come closer.

Closer to me.

But now,

O now, you can never be free.



Free to live or free to die.

To the Earth,

now you say goodbye.

A choice wasn't yours.

And it never will be.

Now you are dead.

And now I am free.



~Just another poem off the top O me head! LOL A poem about an evil vampire taking life. As she has most likely done hundreds of times. Using her tricks to trap and ensnare! :) Please comment! Thanks!

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Dragonrouge
10:34 Feb 03 2012

I like the ending and:



"Your eyes are shielded.

With an armor of passion."



The black eyes are called in a dark. A subtle comunion of colors bind the victim and the vampire.

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Memories we share together,

moments no one else can know.

I will keep them close to me,

never let them go.



Once you filled my hands with roses,

then you gave your heart to me.

When a kiss had followed this,

love was meant to be.



Time goes by,

and the snow is drifting.

Slowly in the sky,

Cold, cold night...



As you lie beside me.

I can hear your heartbeat...



You have lost yourself in dreaming,

I have lost myself in you.

Now we lie beneath the sky,

stars and midnight blue.

Stars and midnight blue...



~Roma Ryan and Enya



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She holds her knees,

and prays it won't come.

She doesn't know what it is,

or where it's from.

The feeling it brings,

leaves her cold and numb.



She releases her breath,

and drags in another.

She wonders, "Does it come for my parents?

My sister? My brother?"

But she knows that it doesn't,

for it's her it prefers.

Following a scent,

that is all-together hers.



Watching and waiting,

till that "special" time of night.

When she's at her weakest,

and won't put up a fight.

It nags at her head,

in the day hours of the light.

What to call it? She only guesses,

a terror? A fright?



Her family doesn't know,

and they probably wouldn't believe.

A feeling of safety and happiness,

she'll never achieve.

Sometimes you can see it,

sometimes you can't.

Sometimes it mumbles,

quietly whispering a chant.



It hurts her in ways,

that are not in fornication.

But emotional and mental,

with feelings of isolation.

There are times it is mad,

and lashes out accordingly.

As if she did not obey,

or was disorderly.



The wounds are never serious,

but enough to cause pain.

They make her ache,

bringing tears like rain.

But she keeps them hidden,

till it leaves her be.

Then letting them flow,

like a silent plea.



Will it ever leave her?...

Will she ever rest?...



But no, never...

The darkness remains...



A heavy burden upon the little girl's chest.



~This poem was by me. I really hope you enjoyed it. It is a dark, mysterious, and sort of sad poem. Please leave me comments with how it made you feel, what you thought of it, and how you interpreted it. What questions did it give you, if any? Thanks so much for stopping in and reading my journal!

Summer. When the day is over.

There’s a heart a little colder;

someone said goodbye,

but you don’t know why.

Somewhere there is someone keeping,

all the tears they have been weeping.

Someone said goodbye,

but you don’t know why.



Is there a reason,

why your broken heart begins to cry?

Is there a reason,

you were lost although you don’t know why?

Give me a reason,

why you never want to say goodbye.

If there’s a reason,

I don’t know why.



Always looking for a meaning.

All the time you keep believing.

But I don’t know why,

you won’t say goodbye.



Even when the sun is shining,

you don’t see the silver lining.

But I don’t know why,

you won’t say goodbye.



Is there a reason,

why a broken dream can never fly?

Is there a reason,

you believe and then you close your eyes?

Give me a reason,

why you hide away so much inside.

If there’s a reason,

I don’t know why.



Is there a reason,

why a broken heart begins to cry?

Is there a reason,

you were lost although you don’t know why?

Give me a reason,

why you never want to say goodbye.

If there’s a reason,

I don’t know why.

I don't know why...



~Roma Ryan & Enya



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The winter sky above us,

was shining...

In moonlight.

And everywhere around us,

the silence...

Of midnight.

And we had gathered snowflakes;

Remember...

The soft light,

of starlight on snow.



Oooh, remember this,

for no-one knows,

the way love goes.

Oooh, remember this,

for no-one knows,

the way life goes.



We walked the road together,

one last time,

by moonlight.

As underneath the heavens,

the slow chimes,

at midnight.

But nothing is forever,

not even,

The starlight.

At midnight.

Not even,

the moonlight...



Oooh, remember this,

for no-one knows,

the way love goes.

Oooh, remember this,

for no-one knows,

the way life goes.



~Roma Ryan & Enya



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