Vampiress
Silent Mistress of deathly shadows,
Bats fly before her in the night,
Tacking those who walk alone,
In the beauty of moonlight.
Her eyes deep pools of darkness,
Shadowy vortex pulls you in.
Embraced now by her power,
Shivers ripple across your skin.
Tattooed skin is cold as marble,
One touch and you are hers,
Taking what she needs from you,
As you hold tightly to her curves.
Mortal life doth fade away,
She fades into dark night,
Awaken, newborn Child of Darkness,
And look with your Vampire sight.
© Amanda Lancaster, 2006
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