Her Dark Turning Poem by Vision Ghost

Crystal waters that do refine
Drank the blood of her deepest wine
Calling, drawing her soul to me
Undo these bounds to be free
Attracted by the flowers bloom
Closer to this darkest doom

Gates wide open to welcome her
Upon the steps of pure silver And the bard and his talisman
Making music across this land
Every step was her echoing
Of her heart and blood eternal flowing

The moss and green covered walls
Theyv seen too many winters fall
Of her crown and moon silver dress
I dream of her hands, fingers caress
Indeed I am needing much
Of her gentle feministic touch

Inquistive eyes ponder her
Every creature & beast of scale and of fur
Servants they do tell to me
Of how she is meant to be
The closer she doth decreed
And how my heart wants to bleed

Fearing of her purity
Too afraid of this vampiracy
Her body and blood that I shall eb
Have her caught in this lovers web
Looking down upon her sleeping soul
Beneath a shroud of the blackest coal

Tasting pure as her viens erupt
Her spirit that I do now corrupt
Her heart breaks as I drink her now
Banished is every purest vow
Eyes now look towards the night
Together free we shall take flight

Beneath the stars our new domain
The human race that we shall slain
In dark, in shadow, in evil we tread
Those mortals souls our presence they dread
Her spirit, her body will know never defeat
Transforming, her turning, vampyrism complete