I embrace the lust for blood
I embrace the eternal night
Hidden in plain sight
We are spreaders of this embrace
The darkness masks are face
Our prey share marks on their neck
Hard to see, as big as a speck
Your blood has turned
Light will burn
With red-eyes that pierce the dark
And after fresh blood, you embark
Eternity is are blessing and curse
For we are dead yet alive
For are humanity has been deprieved
Our life, full circle
if only we could really understand the joy of a vampire...this is a good one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love your flow. This whole poem i thought of groups of vampires in the night hunting and wanting the blood under the moon's glow...wow you are so cool! lol -Tyease