Fangs that bite the jugular motion

Claws that scratch for chance of blood

Lips that welcome the sweet nectar

Letting the red sustain like a flood

Wings of great strength

Thirsty eyes that taste in the dark

Piercing pain

To any mortal’s beating heart

As olden tales would say

The daylight holds no defense

But these vampires dodge daylight

So what say you to the devil’s curse

Vampires so cold and ruthless

Lack that of a warm felt heart

Their once human ways

Were stripped by the devil in the dark

But despite their soulful wanting

And their carnivorous tricks

Their blood lust eyes say it all

And it speaks truth for the vampire lives

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Poet’s Thoughts:

I believe this one is pretty self explanatory. I’ve always been a fan of vampires, whether watching them in a movie (Bram Stoker’s Dracula) or reading about them in a book (The Lesser Dead). So, this is the fan in me writing about something I love. And yes, my bite is worse than my bark!