Kiss of Darkness

(an interview with a Vampire)


A grain of sand was once my rock
this rock was once my life
and life was but a story,
lost in the nurseries of time.

The shadows you see
cannot be trusted,
the sun bleeds red in shame
fleeing to another realm,
for it is time for me to reign.

I who have seen
the doors of time close
on ambitions of kings
and paupers dreams.
Decay and deceit
all pay homage to me,
behind this curtain of immortality.

Immortality that sweetly came
under the shadow of justice gallows.
Exiled out of reach of Christ,
my saviour an angel of the night.
Her kiss of darkness 
my redemption from life.

Life is now a memory
no fear upon my lips.
Only light can bar my way
for darkness is where I play.
To fly in freedom 
on ancient winds
I watch the living go by.

For thirst is mine
and beauty is wine
my sip will find a love.
The sharpness of soured grapes
will ripen the darkness,
my kiss will quench the soul
for my heart does not beat for life.

And love will be 
an image of God
that mirrors cannot find.
 I will be the valentine
concubines my queen
and together we will lurk
amongst this vineyard of blood
salivating on what we see.

 Humanity will soon be ripe
fermenting in their illusions of life,
your shadows are destined for me.
Room temperature and decanted right
for tonight I have a gracious bite.

 Death will come in empty glass
for sleep will find no blood.
Your existence will not be wasted
for the night now owns your soul.
The stars will be you’re only light
and another victim will die this night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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February 15, 2013 at 8:52 PM
Love the deep dark poem...xox~LINDA
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