Dracula's Name
You call to me, deep inside your veins
And I rise from slumber, once again.
A shadowless answer, your heart beat stalls.
My feast in your flesh, my fate, your fall;
Undead being, I am your red bloods bane.
My fangs are long, is your fear the same?
My frenzy is heightened, by your pains.
My bloodlust will hold all those in thrall,
Who call to me.
I do not exist, so say the sane.
But my true myth, will always remain,
For I too have walked among you all
And know well the hiding place you crawl.
Speak softly now, heart, Dracula’s name,
And call to me.
Copyright © Michael Dom | Year Posted 2014
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