Mark R Slaughter
A Vampire’s Bite - Poem by Mark R Slaughter
Please, not the blood of mine!
Under clouds of black and grey,
Harpoons of lightning strike:
Fangs white – delight of fright!
My life is now to pay.
Drink up! and savour please
Mine guest, my pleasure be.
Possessed - your spell now takes –
My mind in change of state,
Me thanks, for now I’m free.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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