Sweet seduction that lies in shadowed eyes
The secret in the curve of every smile
Beckoning you forward with inescapable clarity
Inhibitions can't stop you now
For this is a creature unlike any other
Incubus by nature perfection of the night
Simple lullaby's play from his lips
Chills of anticipation serge when emerald daggers are placed in your gaze
His soul of damnation is unlike any other
Ancient beauty with devilish teeth
His hunger waves have an under toe that pulls you down
Drowning you in pleasure and delight
Attempts at defeat will end in your own destruction
He is power above all
His footsteps soft like drops of rain
He exists in the wind
His skin an accented luxury
Passion mixed in bed sheets and biting
Dance in his glory
Please him with your own
Break chains to do as your told
The game of the vampire never gets old
Sweat and moan as you glisten in the moon light
Charm your way out of this hell
Once he's done you'll be gone
His eyes will carry it all
Perfection feeds off imperfection
Author notes
Vampires my dear are very lovely, Not quite as lovely as the incubus but the relation between the two is undeniable they are a bit similar so one can only mix and match
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love the whole piece very good and talented
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I love vampires, and really love this poem too. It's great
xx Julie
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o, but the game gets old with time.
lovely write.
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Well this is the first one I had to read and reread because it got better and better! You have my perfect vision of a vampire down to the last letter! I love it!!! Great job
Andrea
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