And Then We Kiss

by Rebecca Arpan   Jan 6, 2007


Floating Green eyes,
Glowing through the night,
This creature has beauty,
Just set out of present sight.

This beauty creeps,
From deep inside her,
Shown through her words,
Innocent Whispered voices; Please Sir.

She will manipulate,
Confuse your lonely soul,
Make your mind tremble,
And make her-self feel whole.

Take from you,
All of what she needs,
Listens to you scream,
As she begins to feed.

You calm as she softens,
That bite once so hard.
Excepting those green eyes,
Knocks down your guard.

Wired to the bed,
You are still in human form,
As the moon sits high,
Your flesh sits, Ripped and torn.

You starting to transform,
As the sun begins to rise,
Your dying begins to show,
In those cerulean eyes.

Your veins run dry,
And your bones turn to dust,
Your heart begins to pound,
You are striving for a bloody lust.

It is your turn to feed,
Upon your master,
Whose blood will make you strong,
C mon boy, drink faster.

The sun begins to rise,
As the moon begins to shift,
Master closes the curtains,
With a flick of her wrist.

Vampire powers,
You will acquire,
If you last the night.
[[Please master, remove the wires]]

[Madam I promise I will not leave.
The daytime is no fun,
With one step outside,
We will burn under the sun.]

He wiggles and squirms,
I growl and bare my teeth,
Lean in close to feel the warmth,
The blood still flows, just beneath.

With one more bite child,
You will die,
I will kill you,
If your plead turns into a lie.

I am your master,
The one you will embrace,
The very first one,
You have gotten to taste.

That is If you survive,
Your finishing transformations,
It takes time boy,
Just have patience.

It will be finished,
By this time tomorrow,
You inner veins,
Will be dry and hollow.

So, boy be strong,
If you want to get through it,
Just take the pain,
And, Let the flesh rip.

The most painful part,
Is about to come,
Your teeth are coming through,
It will start off numb.

But, now boy,
You are on your own,
I am still hungry,
I will leave you alone.

I have to find something,
Something else to fill my plate,
I can not feed off you anymore,
For, I can not kill my soul mate.

[[When I return,
You feel the bliss,
Holding your wounds with my hands,
And then we kiss]]

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  • 17 years ago

    by Raelyn

    Wow this is an amazing poem!!!