The Dracula Love Poem by Ankit Verma
The Dracula Love
Exotic and panic,
love in deep.
lips not couple to kiss,
But piercing pliable neck.
Lust for warm bodies,
to lactate body blood.
Love becomes viral,
in ancestor blood layer.
Body transmute faint,
and hunger get gear.
Day passed in coffin,
of brutal nocturnal king.
Coalition from beginning,
teen always in love thirst.
Twin holes that Pierce the silver neck each twist mine lips to seek the starkest blond side of the moon....iip
if you believe in love, its ways are of little consequence.
Very dark.. very intense.. interesting subject.. good job.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 5:57:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hello Ankit, A nice poem, scary an horrible. DRACULA, WATCH OUT. BEFORE DRINKING THE POOR BLOOD OF INDIANS got it tested, lest thou should be affected with m.i.v posetive. Exellent.