Changing Night

Drip…Drip…Drip

Went the rose colored confection,

It landed with grace and beauty

As it fell from my prey.

 

He laid there

Almost dead but not quite,

Just waiting for my last bite

The final blow.

 

But what he did not know

Was that I was kind,

I only had is longevity in mind

And he was a find,

Truly one of a kind.

 

So I drank from him

Taking pleasure from my consumption

Each gulp was filled with blissful life

The pure essence I craved,

It tickled my tongue

And warmed my frozen insides.

 

Next I gave him my life,

It trailed down his throat

Leaving chaos in its wake,

He became mine in seconds

Never again to be one of the mundane.

 

Author's Note

never tried vamp poetry before, what do you think? :)

Reviews

Very nice.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Very good. Congrats on your winning poem.

[The Official Gary B]

one word: creepy... hahahahaha love you bestfriend =)

[loverly9316]

i like this especially for your first . . . it was nice but a little seperated

its very good and descriptive:)

[Issac]

It was cool really cool weird but cool. Good job i'd say keep it up Mary D'Agostine keep it up. I'm watching you

[Tina Kline]

I thought this was fantastic! Love it!

I have a vampire contest going right now I invite you to enter this in, its: DARK SHADOWS Barnabas Collins vampires.

[Tara♥Undefined&h..]

:D Mary its a vampire story!!! Yay!!!!! i luvd it so much.