Latin American Vampire

 

         I was lost in Buenos Aires

    Lost and desperately hungry

The moon hung low

             Heavy and blood red

         In the Latin American night air

Vampire bats

             Hovered - fluttered

                                  Everywhere

I heard night insects

              Rustle their wings

                   Rustle their legs

Whispering my name

              Then loudly proclaim

The huntress was near

         My ivory fangs

Promised passion or

         An ending of life’s pain

I prowled

         I lurked

I lingered

         In the night lit streets

              Of Buenos Aires

Where men and women

         Willingly fell into my embrace

Surrendering themselves to me

         To my passion of blood

I granted them their ecstasy

         This pretend love

              I left them to die

Crossing over so very few

         I drifted back into the night

I walked the lighted night streets

         Until the arrival of dawn

Where I drifted back to my home

         My tomb - My coffin

Just as the tropical Buenos Aires birds

         Erupted into their exotic song

 

 

 

Reviews

[Eric Cox]

Another very erotic and sensual vampire tale. Its heated in more ways than one.

[Star Wolf]

Steaming tale of a vampire preying on people to survive. I like this, exotic and different, awesome!

[Sean M. Addams]

i like this a steamy vampire piece..loved the imagery in this alot..overall very well done .. i guess some vamps can be hot blooded ;0

[Black Cat Fever]

A rather steamy poem about a cold blooded vampire (perhaps) feeding on the blood of warm blooded humans wanting passion and such. An eerie poem about a predator lurking the night time streets. Great vampire poem.