Vampire Paramour.

I feel winter wind something, more like a vampire, thank God it sucks no blood.

There's chill in the air.
I'm shivering in his arms.
He is loving me, like,
like its the last chance.
He gets time of certain,
four months of tweleve.
So dedicates his time to me.
He is with me everytime.

He makes me addicted to.
ginger flavoured tea, often.
Hot dish and chilly a lot.
Wrap up myself warmly.
He is as cold as Vampire.
Want my soul to thunder.
Getting down to my bones.
Make me shiver beneath blanket.

Here I'm confessing,
He's Winter Wind, invisible.
At the time of his twilight,
He made me his queen.
Before he leaves me alone,
My fair skin turns pale.
lips more red as I suck blood.
I look like A vampire more.

Reviews

[Saddam]

Hah..............
Beautiful one dear....

[Prabha Salimath]

Thank you SAADD for the review.

[Emily]

I like the meaning!
Well done!

800 members tag (Poetry 101)

[Prabha Salimath]

Thanks Emily for the review.

[jennifer little]

wow i liked this poem great job on it you were right i would like it ... you did a wonderful job

[Prabha Salimath]

Thanks jens for the review.

[jennifer little]

your welcome and i really enjoyed it

[Ryan Henderson]

Neat poem, I found it fairly interesting and I like the tone that it sets, keep writing!

[Prabha Salimath]

Thank you for stopping by and and for the review Ryan.