As my sweet husband enters the house and I smell his sweet scent. It drive's me wild. He comes in and I take his bag and jacket. He sits down and I bring him a drink and I ask him if he wants dinner now or to wait. He says he will wait. He is to me like the moon is my sun. As I turn to him he turns my night into day.
As we kiss blood is my passion. His lips taste like candy cane. So sweet and tender. As his fangs come out like pure white. I purr like a kitten. He sways me to his beat. With all the fire he has. With boasting lush cherries and deep dark colors. That rain on mermaid fangs.
He turns my head and my thoughts. As I think of him in a deep dark coffin laced in red. With blood on my white robe and his taste on my lips. He dances with me on the emerald grass with the moon glowing. As we sway to a beat of our own. As she stretched across the bed like a fallen angel.
At night penanggalan heads detach from their bodies, floating around with glee. This severed head flies in search of victims as the entrails below glitter like firefly lights to make a bargain with some sort of dark, all powerful creature like the devil. The light would not come on.
She was soaked through with the want and feel of him. As she floated to me like a butterfly in heat. No words were said as they looked at one another. When she came down and landed on the bed and they tore at one another. Skin on skin, tooth to nail, they were where they belonged.
They laughed and cried. Felt and touched. Tongues together and legs entwined together forever. He is her vampire love and she is his fallen angel. That fell just for him. No more long nights waiting for him or longing for him. They were soul mate's from the beginning.
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Vampire Love
PoetryVampires in the dark. Going for their prey. Ready for the skill. Then loves comes along. My vampire lover gives me his heart, body, and soul. Gives me his all. I am proud of my vampire lover.
