It is a night of dark desire,
A song of darkness,
Wolves howl and vent their anger,
The immortal one wakens,
Wisps of death shroud her elegant form,
A timeless desire,
Her raven hair cascades over pale shoulders,
And her blood-red lips part, smiling,
White fangs gleaming, she tastes the blood of life,
A Night Of Darkness,
An evil thirst
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
darkly beautiful. and very graphic. i could envision the entire scene in my head as i was reading this. that makes a cool poem. well done.