Through plastic and wire a song did play, in the soul of the vampires. Long miles away through so close it sang of desire and longing it played in her heart. Caresses of the soul passions whispers wandering if solace hides in the distance, know others may not understand that her body shivers for the touch of his hand. She will dream this night and seek his touch in the realm of astral to find the one with her passions mate bough by plastic and wire and a strange twist of fate. There all will happen that is dreamed of she will feed him her fiery love will give her the touch he has wrapped up inside them free now at last. To kiss him so sweetly and hold him close to sleep in his arm so tender so close, part they do now and say their goodbyes and meet once again at the end of sunrise. He only comes when she needs him, or when she's hurt, or when she calls him. After sunrise it all ends and he doesn't return.........she is all alone never to be seen or heard from..... Again
