My Vampire
His lips are pale and cold,
His kiss is like fire on my throat.
And he traces my reflection
With his fingernail,
Though his is invisible beside me.
But I feel his breath on my neck,
Even as I sleep.
He wraps his arms around my waist
And sings his song into my ear,
About death and life and blood and love
And he promises me eternity,
Black roses and immortality,
A pair of wings to lift me high.
He pledges to love me all the days
Of our immortal lives,
As he pierces my neck
And the world explodes underneath me.
I open my eyes,
Then I am alive.
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