Femmes Fatale of the Catacombs - Mssr L'Vampyre

FEMMES FATALE OF THE CATACOMBS -Monsieur L'Vampyre Beneath the gloom of Paris streets where death's the only game to play; the light of Heaven never meets in time of night nor time of day; down in the catacombs I roam and here I call this dark my home. in search of femmes lost to the dark, not caring if the likes of me might lay in wait to leave my mark upon their neck to reach their vein before they even feel the pain. The limestone seeps recycled vin from life above that lets it pour and what's not drained into the Seine drips from our ceilings, evermore; 'tis here death's meaning is made new and welcomed by the likes of you! But I, and all the undeads flock have made this place a place to live where death's a time that we can mock well knowing death can never give an ending to the days we'd planned unnumbered by the falling sand. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosaq the Doylestown Poet