The Kiss

Razor sharp fangs gleam
a tender touch of bliss
Intense Blue eyes stare deeply
as he leans in for the kiss

a heartbeat races wildly
In the sky a streak of white
as arms embrace tightly
heat absorbs into the night

a head tilted slightly
exposing precious skin
lips brush skin so slightly
as razor teeth sink in

Passion all around them
raises to the sky
Just another Symptom
of the vampire high