I climb from my tomb
Looking at the night sky
Wondering why
Where did they all go
When will my blood flow
Nothing left to do but cry
Sadly the tears will not run
The walking dead cannot cry
So I take flight in the night sky
Searching for just one of my kind
One of like mind
A soft cry in the night
Pierces my ears
I can smell her fears
Its almost like tasting her blood
I hone in on her
Flying towards her sitting alone in the dark
Her blood shining like a crimson spark
Pulsing through her veins
Calling out my name
I must feed
Quench the need
I land a little away from her
Stalking my prey
Before the light of day
Licking my lips in anticipation
Slowly I approach her
Singing sweetly
Calming her fears
I take her hand and lead her to the wood
Brushing back her hair
Staring intensely in her eyes
I bow my head
Brushing my lips against her throat
Crushing her vein
Sucking her dry
Feed the need
Drinking her blood
All in the name of love

now to me that is kinky. i will say this on here,the taste i
know.DAYWALKER is what i am.lol

Pretty cool, go to vampirefreaks.com often?

Remind never to walk with you in the woods lol.

txs now you are taking all te fun away

Thanks lol I just had a need for a lil darkness Gurly lol

Dane honestly I have never even been to that site..hmmmjust might have
to check it out

Hey thats kewl girlfriend as long as it's not
my neck ya looking all happy to see lol

Very well written Poet.

Ohhhhh now Gurly I have a whole other neck in mind I would be soo happy
to see <EG>