By A Vampire

By A Vampire
By: Michaela Laws

Slowly, but surely, the mist glides into my room like a silent wind
Or a whisper.
It floats to my bed and under my blanket, carressing my skin
In it’s wake.
I hear the harmonic whispers of my prince. My prince of
The dark night.
I open my eyes in fear of an awakening, but my prince towers
Just above me.
My heart melts at the sight of his eyes. The eyes that long for
Me and my soul.
As if he read my mind, he kisses me deeply to assure me that
I am awake.
I kiss back in response, feeling his lips and his heat the only
Proof I need.
We lay, locked in a kiss, until the sun rises, where my prince
Fades to the dark.

But I know. I am his family. I am his friend. I am his comfort.
I am loved.
By a Vampire.