Scream Poem by Aram Stefanian

A midsummer night's
Scream was heard
From the river's
Remote bank

A maid was lying flat
With garments all in blood
On the neck she had
Two tiny purple bites

Left by the vampire's fangs
She seemed icy cold
To my timid touch
When I vainly tried

To take her pulse
I was stunned and awestruck
As I heard her
Heartbeat inside

I couldn't help staying put
Wishing I was kissed and bitten
Hugged and shriven
Withheld and forgiven