Vampire Poetry - Eternal
by Morgan Renae Turnbull
It is a night of dark desire, a song of darkness,
Wolves vent their howls. The eternal one
Curling, icy wisps of death shrouds her pale form,
An eternal agony.
Her raven hair cascades over
Translucent ivory shoulders, and her
Full blood red lips part slightly, to taste the
Blood streaming from the
Pale flesh beneath
Now a night of ecstasy,
I remember her.
I wrote this poem because I was thinking about love and death and I was also depressed and this poem came to mind.
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