Affair with the Vampire
Anne Rice never dreamt of this,
you slide your fangs out as we kiss.
My pulse, it quickens, but I am still,
your lips find my neck, I know they will.
I close my eyes as I slip away,
my flowing blood keeps words at bay.
You draw my life in through your teeth,
I feel myself drift off to sleep.
You’ll be beside me when I wake,
I’ll be hungry to replace what you take.
Your veins pulse below my fingertips,
You cry out when I bite your lips.
We lose ourselves in this vampiric love of ours,
I lie back and I thank the stars.
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