Lurking in the shadows,
Night is all around.
No one can see me,
Lurking in the shadows.
Stealthy as a cat,
Silent as a bat,
Lurking in the shadows.
A scent floats by,
Rousing my hunger.
A movement,
A pounce,
Out of the shadows,
Onto the prey.
It's in me,
It fills me,
It satisfies me.
Now to return,
Lurking in the shadows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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its nice to know that you're back to doing what you do best, hiding. biting and sucking them dry. all your vampire personality shines through unobscured by the shadows of the night. well done, Count