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  Jul 26 LM
C Conner
Twilight blue rebounds behind
A great ridge of color
Calling for man
To stand before the night

From a distance
Quiet but restless
The brazen foliage always falls
Darkness follows every time
LM Jul 18
Barren trees claw the dreary sky
Not even birds dare sing
What life remains slumbers beneath blankets of snow
Immaculately white is the image of elegance
Marred by your footprints alone as you wander
Ensnared in pristine silence
LM Jul 15
To behold you again,
You, with your sweet laughter.
To speak with you again,
To hear your voice again,
To see your smile again,
To meet your eyes again.
All I ever receive:
Desolation again.
LM Jul 15
On evergreen boughs
Rest the scintillating lights.
In memoriam
Of someone I never met.
A life remains unfinished.
LM Jul 12
Since we first met,
I had been waiting for an excuse to hold your hand.
You were hesitant as well,
But I reached out first.
Your woolen sleeve against my bare arm
As our hands locked together.
I shut my eyes,
Savoring your steady warmth.
Forever embedded in my mind
Is your voice, like apricity, harmonizing with mine:

"God is nigh, God is nigh, God is nigh."
LM Jul 8
I am the Vampire
Your blood is a river of sunlight
I feed off your warmth and joy
You don’t even notice

I am the Vampire
You are drawn into my ruth
I adore your merriment
You find me so elegant

I am the Vampire
You and I embrace
I’ll **** to return to your arms
You fall in love with me

I am the Vampire
You believe me to be a comely maiden
I am a young lad
You ignore the signs, my warnings

I am the Vampire
You and your love will die
I am ****** with immortality
You say otherwise

I am the Vampire
You are horrified by my truth
I did not choose to be cursed
You do not believe me

I am the Vampire
You come in of your own free will
I do what I must
You make it out alive, but heartbroken

I am the Vampire
You bathe me in holy water
I choke myself on garlic flowers
You drive a stake through my heart, but forget to cut off my head

I am alone
I am the Vampire
You can interpret this poem however you want. Perhaps it means something different for you than me. The original idea was using vampirism as a metaphor for gender dysphoria and the transgender experience.
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