When Its Chasing A Vampire Poem by Lauren Owens

A flower sways in the breeze of a gentle garden
feather feet touch the ground but they're not alone so they beg their pardon,
no mean for a fray
he lifts his midnight eyes from the ground where lifeless they lay,
She disurbed his solitude no knowing if in his heart it was night or day,
No mean for an apology she didnt take what was his or mine,
because living a never ending twilight only gives you time,

Sitting beneath the stars
you realise how small you are
when the light ended with a peirce so deep
you thought it was the start of a life long sleep

If he moved with his reflection now
It might lift his eyes
because your heart cant be heavy if you wise
So look at her and live an eternity in sunrise
and explore the world while you can,
You might have time but you dont know just how much line,
because death will never tire,
When its chasing a vampire.