Ode to the Vampire
by rhiannon
My fierce vampire, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you bite, frighten and scare,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the pale prayer.
Let me compare you to a stark balloon?
You are more magic, dangerous and dark.
Blue sun heats the teary peaches of June,
And summertime has the enchanted clark.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your rough long claws, sharp fangs and smile.
Thinking of your light sharp fangs fills my days.
My love for you is the gentle hairstyle.
Now I must away with a benchmark heart,
Remember my black words whilst we're apart.
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 10:04 AM UTC
Ode to the Vampire
by rhiannon
My fierce vampire, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you bite, frighten and scare,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the pale prayer.
Let me compare you to a stark balloon?
You are more magic, dangerous and dark.
Blue sun heats the teary peaches of June,
And summertime has the enchanted clark.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your rough long claws, sharp fangs and smile.
Thinking of your light sharp fangs fills my days.
My love for you is the gentle hairstyle.
Now I must away with a benchmark heart,
Remember my black words whilst we're apart.
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