Poems About Vampires & Werewolves©Written by American Author Sky Taylor Dark Rendezvous With a VampireDark Rendezvous is a gothic poem about a vampire on a quest for his perfect mate. What's the old saying? Oh yes, "Some days are diamonds and some days are headstones…." The cape, entranced, a bite of romance outside the walls with bludgeoned halls, night heralds the glen.
Its legions of victims from the village knitted below the ridge quell with the life force necessary for the course of continuing hereafter. Echoes of laughter rise from below; mortal men do bestow. But soon they will weep, tho' I will wait until they sleep before I take flight through the moonlit night to claim my chosen mate. Through the chasm of the village gate beyond the bluffs and crags and past derelicts decked in rags up into a window loft will go this gypsy moth to a maiden fair who lies sleeping under moon ray. The exposed teasing flesh of her linear throat meshed in the moonlight is only a highlight, denoting the perfection of my to-be beloved one. For what seems to be hours it is I now subdued by her powers as I survey this perfect fleshen sculpture, pillowed in her human den, warm, soft, radiant, hand without a ring - mine, and only mine for the taking. Her coven sleeps within these walls, my presence unknown to all that lay locked in silly dreams. Thus so, it should now seem that the flawless wench beneath me could be easily taken to see an endless night of secret things, a romance surpassing human beings'.
I bend to touch skin so warm, that familiar hunger suddenly born, a surge, racing through my hull - first hitting heartless breast, then anchoring in my skull. Instinct wanes and with one deft movement she stirs beneath the piercing force, her scent mingling with mine as I draw her life into me. Slowly she entwines her hands like a lei around my neck, caressing, encouraging, welcoming me. I pull back, view her, then lean again into her, giving her back more than the life for I had taken an everlasting dream less the strife of mortals. Hand in hand we take flight through flapping curtains outlining shadows of the night, out of the village, past the ridge to the tower silhouetted against a moonlit sky where me and my requited love will dance a dance of endless romance.
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