In My Mind's Eye

The Vampire

The vestige of a whisper,

I hear you echoing through the forest,

Leaves withering and quivering,

As you obliterate the light,

Weaving your path of devastation,

Through the ever-blackening night.

The relic of deceit,

I feel your lips collide with mine,

The tingle of cigar smoke,

On my trickily trembling tongue,

The trepidation of your trance,

As you pierce my heart and lung.

The remnant of betrayal,

I smell my blood upon your teeth,

Morbid, metallic, and macabre,

Besieging your sadistic sneer,

As you intently persevere,

Not so obscured as you appear.

The epitome of lust,

I taste your sinful spirit's soul,

As you slither down my sickly throat,

Demolishing my dead distress,

A ghoul, a demon twice possessed,

My every silent scream suppressed.

The embodiment of death,

I see you in a lucid dream,

Hair of silver, heart of coal,

Not quite ever what you seem.