He Can Taste My Heart Beat (vampire poem not about twilight)

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Nov 20, 2008


Bu bu
Bu bu
He's getting closer
I can hear it
The tree branch cracked beneath my feet
The look in his eye's
He can taste my heartbeat
Bu bu
Bu bu
His breath looks like smoke
In the violent winter's cold
He takes a step closer
The last thing you see in the world
Bu bu
Is his smile
That smile
It's bitter and wrong
His lips part
And he sings you a song
Bu bu
"Come now my love
Come now to me
I'll whisper you something
That your eye can see
Crimson words
Run from your neck
Give me your heart
I'll give it right back"
Bu bu
That's the last thing I heard
That's the last thing there is
A simple vampire song
Then he ended with a kiss
Bu bu
Bu bu
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