A vampiress,
Far from dead
Slips
Out of her dress
So red,
Bringing delight
With nips
At night
A vampiress,
Far from dead
Slips
Out of her dress
So red,
Bringing delight
With nips
At night
I have known the darkest of nights,
Lost myself in sensuous delights.
I have felt the vampire’s fear,
Held her close and thought her dear.
I have seen her blood red lips,
Fought against her fatal kiss.
I have endured her fangs sharp,
as shards of glass within my heart.
I have watched the dawn come,
Perceived the vampiress turn and run.