My bold vampire, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you glide and bewitch,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the splendid fritsche.
Let me compare you to a contender?
You are more loving, glorious and cold.
Nice frost nips the robins of December,
And wintertime has the heartless slime mold.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your beautiful eyes, fangs, and skin.
Thinking of your cryptive fangs fills my days.
My love for you is the killing kingpin.
Now I must away with an artless heart,
Remember my cool words whilst we're apart.
YOU ARE READING
My Poem Book
ŞiirA bunch of poems that I felt like posting. Some sad and some will be happy. Just take it word per word as I wrote them. This story will not be complete in any way until I think that there are enough inside for me to make a second book. Until then ha...
