I smell your flesh in the air
through your skin I'd like to tear
not because I want your soul,
although I'll have to take the toll,
but because what lies beneath
so my lips and your blood can meet
Where ev'r your cute shoes walk
I myself am sure to stalk
never to confront your, never to speak
for I'm forever cursed to watch you sleep
until the day we finally meet
when my fangs will sink in deep
(but I can't stand to see you weep)
I want what flows inside your veins
but not to hurt the one I drain
due to my mercy, for now you're safe
but make sure to hide when my hunger awakes
for it will only be a matter of time
until I have to make you mine
I sleep by day, come out at night
for the sun's my only fright
remember this for hunger linger's
when night fall comes, I'll nibble your fingers...
Run my sweet hear, far from me
If I come to close, it's you who'll bleed
my nostrils flare, I can smell you near
you're too close for your own good dear
I will not stop, consequences left unconsidered
only the final blow will I deliver
so run from me now, or fell the death I have
for so, so long
trust me, this demon doesn't need your blood
I've been undead for longer than time
if you're not quick, on you I'll dine
I don't want to pay the fine
but we both know your blood is mine
and when I take it, I won't be kind
each step you take, I'm one behind
I will take you down tonight
I smell your breath and the demon takes over
just when I thought I could keep you forever
And just like that you've strayed too close
one single leap and my fangs meet your throat
I taste your blood and enjoy my sin
not too thick and not too thin
your precious blood drip down my chin
for just one second I think I win
then I know
I didn't win, it was the beast!
the demon inside, the moster within
as I look over your twisted shell
I know it's my fault you're going to Hell
the blood I once longed for spills from your throat
so with your corpse I leave this note:
A killer was here tonight
due to his curse of the night
he shall never walk in the light and even with all of his might
that killer has had his last meal
this last life he took was a big deal
for he fell in love with his victim
taking her life is going to kill him
because he can no longer live with the truth
that each time he drinks, and each time he looks
he's met by a gaze of innocence
from his very first kill and ever since
he's been dying slowly
so I knew what I must do
take my own life to be with you
a stake through the heart,
I see with my last glance
blood run down my chest;
the demon's last chance
Author notes
Written July 8th, 2006
A contest entry
- Lost Words & Magic Sticks by Nuclear.
500 points, ended July 11, 2006, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Demented Love by MoonHaze.
770 points, ended February 15, 2007, 11 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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normally i dont read poems that have to do with vampires but this was really good. The mental image you created was very detailed. great job
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WOW.....COOL! VERY WELL WRITTEN! THE DESCRIPTIONS ARE ABSOLUTELY ASTOUNDING! It was breath taking and kept me on edge, holding my attention. KUDOS!
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very cool, seems yuo have a fetish with vampires cant say ive read much vampire poetry before, but i liked this. youre an awesome story teller, great work
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Yeah, I guess I do have a thing for vampures. I've read a lot of vampire books, I reaaly like to see everyone differnt take on an ancient legend, and trust me, EVERYONE seems to have a differnt idea of what a vampiree is. They're pretty easy to write about too.
Thanks for the comments as always.
Much love
K8
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scary
Yes, I like it. You create a vivid picture with your creepy description, but I love the sacrifice at the end. Bbrr, gives me chills. Well done, great rhyme, a lot of work here.
Richard
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*never to confront you, never to speak
Slightly dememented. But really nice.. A little odd even.. But your vocabulary and the flow is nice..
Great job, you deserved the trophy
-Danneh<3(Wishes a vampire would fall in love with her)
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This poem is long but still really good. The rhyming was great and I love the topic. This came out AMAZING!!
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you write amazing poetry
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thnx
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Yes, I got the point of the blood lust and being a vampire.
I like the twisted ending when the vampire turns and kills himself to be in Hell with the girl her just killed.
That's deep.
Good luck in my contest. :] -
What it means to be a vampire, you can't controll your urge to kill, but will love overthrow blood lust?
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