The Love Of A Vampire Poem by Michelle Hyde

The Love Of A Vampire

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Icy hands caress my face,
My heart begins to race.
Held fast in a warm embrace,
Crimson lips touch my face.
I begin to melt,
As your love for me is felt.
Raven hair upon your shoulder,
You never seem to grow older.
Your words hypnotize me,
As my defenses desert me.
You soon become my sire,
For you are a vampire.

Monday, November 20, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: love,vampire
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Dewitt Bukater 06 February 2009

wow... its great! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Michelle Hyde

Michelle Hyde

Greenville, Michigan
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