Vampire Poetry - Blood

by Michelle Marie Booher
(Ellwood City, PA )

Vampire Poetry - Blood

I smell the blood,
I see how it shines oh so sweetly.

It taunts me with it's incredible smell,
how I wish it could be mine.

Time came along I smell blood more,
but the question is do I want it or do I take it?

This blood of yours brings me pleasure,
but is it lust for it or is it passion?

Your blood runs warm over my hands,
I'm sorry for the creature I am.

When you awaken I will be there,
your blood smell wont and I wont care.

Your mine for eternity,
I love you so.

But beware of the blood,
It will torement you so.