Exchange of Blood
Locked inside my tower room,
Amongst the clouds hangs a full moon.
I look at me and me looks back,
Courage I mustn't lack.
Hair artfully crafted and placed,
Layered white veil over my face.
Dusted eyes and painted lips,
Ivory silk resting on my hips.
I clutch my nightshade bouquet,
Dark petals resting where they lay.
One last look at my reflection,
I guess I've achieved perfection.
Measured pace towards the door,
Silk train caressing the floor.
I stroke the curling nightshade petals,
Avoiding the decorative leaves of nettles.
Travel down the corridor,
Ready for matrimonial law.
Eyes of the past stare down from the wall,
Wondering if I'll fall.
Deep breath, I've reached the archway,
And the bridal march begins to play.
Heads turn in my direction,
As I make my way past each section.
I smile at the waiting groom,
And in a returning smile his face blooms.
Then we are standing side by side,
The immortal groom and the blushing bride.
The vows are exchanged said and done,
We will never from each other run.
He lifts the veil to reveal my face,
Then kisses my lips with grace.
He pulls away with reassuring eyes,
Then brushes my hair from where it lies.
He gently positions my head to the side,
In anticipation my eyes grow wide.
Fangs and lips brush over my skin,
Reveling in sin.
Then I feel them pierce my flesh,
Rivulets of blood flowing down my chest.
Lulling tugs at my neck,
Sending my body into a sleepy wreck.
The flowers slip from my grasp,
And from my lips escapes a rasp.
I feel his hands supporting me,
As my eyelids droop drowsily,
Pulls away and licks blood coated lips,
And I feel myself begin to slip.
But he scoops me up into his arms,
Head and back supported by his palms.
I feel a chaste kiss on my forehead,
And a tongue sweeping over where I bled.
Before night falls,
When the shadows call,
Like my husband I'll become,
Drinking blood and having fun.
For now until the end of time together we'll stay,
You'd better not stand in our way.
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The Silent Cry Poetry Collection
PuisiA collection of poetry covering life, love, heaven, hell and everything in between.