A Vampire's Seduction

Her dreams are filled with mystery 
and echoes in the night
Whispers heard inside a mist 
that draw her from the light
She feels her strength begin to wane 
each time he calls her name
He uses all his powers 
to control her in his game

Each night the sweet seduction 
pulls her more into a trance
His faraway embrace 
like an intoxicating dance
She knows she can’t resist him 
even though she often tries
But when she looks upon his face 
she’s lost inside his eyes

The blood that burns inside his veins 
possesses a great power
An ancient curse which rules him 
makes him hunger and devour
And when he holds her in his arms 
she never can resist
The force which fuels his lust 
is felt inside his deadly kiss
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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February 15, 2013 at 5:20 PM
Samia, hope you are well... stopping by to say HI!:-) Congratulations with your featured poem of the week. Always~ PD"
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February 18, 2013 at 6:21 AM
Hi Poet Destroyer, It has been a bad year so far but I am hoping it gets better. Thank you very much for your message.
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April 10, 2012 at 3:33 PM
You are too good Rockman! I mean it! You have such a wonderful way with words and rhythm. I love what you have written here ...Samia :)
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April 10, 2012 at 2:53 PM
Let me change the first line since you've already placed her in his arms. How about... He strokes her raven locks of hair. His nose is on her skin. (I hate to repeat lines). Rockman
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April 10, 2012 at 2:44 PM
He pulls her close within his arms. His nose is on her skin. Breathing in her female scent he smells no trace of sin. The freshness of her purity is food for his delight. Anticipation builds as he prepares to make his bite. He thrusts his fangs into her will and savors every taste. Lapping up the blood that spills with not a drop to waste. When he is done he lays her down upon her virgin bed. He wipes his lip and smiles knowing she is now undead. Another inspiring write Samia. Rockman :-)
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