Vampire Kisses

Such an elegant fashion,
Overflowing in their hate,
He was a satanist,
She, a vampire,
Dying for their Hell made pride,
Pain replace with pleasure,
distaste replace with love,
A passion with such intensity,
She holds him close and bites his neck,
the blood, metallic and flowing,
She bites her tongue till it bleeds,
French-kissing him so tenderly,
He slowly dies,
but gains a new life,
forever to spend with his love.