Vampires Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Vampires
Out of the dark, he comes.Following you wherever you go.
He hinds in the dark so you cannot see him.
Behind trees, behind building he stays out of sight and the light.
He grabs you and brings you in his arms.
He doesn't want a kiss but just a bite of your neck.
Sucking all your blood until you're dead.
He vanishes out of sight and on to the next he goes
All night long till he is full. Then on to bed he goes.
waiting till the next he can take to fill his needs