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Beautiful Stranger

Beautiful stranger Under this opalescent moon Don’t go away so soon, so soon Beautiful stranger With pale icy skin Don’t leave me now As this night’s drawing in Don’t wait too long For such games to begin Beautiful stranger Teeth … Continue reading

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Come To Life

Kiss me Come to life Touch me Come to life Breathe my breath Come to life Pale skin sheath Come to life Heartbreak Come to life No mistake Come to life Take my blood Come to life Feel the flood … Continue reading

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You Were My Food – For Prompt 19 – Food

You were my food, my simple nourishment I fed on your life-force, your words and deeds A glance from you was ambrosia pure A word from your lips like blood-red cherries falling at my feet I drank you in like … Continue reading

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Love Bite

Love bite Red lips Ice cold Fingertips Skin that’s Almost blue Embrace that Chills you through Love bite Neck as lace Bitter Aftertaste Night owl Seeks the moon Sated Far too soon (c) Helen Valentina, 2013, All Right Reserved

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Emotional Vampire

This vampire feeds On souls not blood On energy And care Its teeth are hidden In a smile That denies what’s Really there This vampire’s needs Disconsolate Will bleed your heart Till dry But any Reciprocity This vampire Will deny … Continue reading

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Hungry Ghosts

Raw hunger claws within a soul drawn by grief Grasping hands close around the heart of bereaved Drawing life from emotion’s well Vampire soul Phantom here clamouring for life already gone Feed the loss Aching cavern found never filled Hungry … Continue reading

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Vlad – The Original Vampire

Classic story told Ancient warrior turned god of the darkest kind Blood now is the life Pain etched on the palest face driven by this thirst Perfect allegory perhaps, of a need profound, banishing all light Once proud man of … Continue reading

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