Choosing me from the few vampires that are left
We are testing the humanity for are they to be saved or left
Did you ponder as I am already gone in your eyes for the sacrifice do not concern even one living soul
Then surprised as I let the summer night´s moon to fill me with new strength
and in the radiance of the nightly stars during the day hours I walk like a queen in her teens and outshine the newer versions of Daffodils!
Then wondered and sighed again when I coming to age in my last blossoming...
Now rubbing your eyes not believing your sight
I keep beating
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem