Love Letter Ii

I met him at the art gallery viewing art,
his dark brooding sexy look touched my heart.
                     Ambrogio was his name,
I am Annabella, said I; (as his eyes went red like a flame)     
my attraction to him I could not tame,
                    of him I wanted to be part.

For months we met in different places at night,
and always a love poem I would write.
                    then, a letter I wrote,
Oh Ambrogio, in your beauty forever I could float;
but I must leave you for a place remote,
                    I journey at twilight.

My life, Ambrogio has been a dark twisted path,
full of destruction and aftermath
                    you see, I am a schemer,
a fraud of a girl not your beautiful dreamer;
you fell in love with a blood sucking screamer,
                    a pathetic sociopath.

                              Love, Annabella

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March 29, 2018


Poetry/Narrative/Love Letter II
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1008-713-01
All Rights Reserved.  Written Under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest, Love Letter II
sponsor, Viv Wigley

Sixth Place


The Legend says:
Ambrogio was the first vampire, a young man cursed by Apollo

lost lovenarrative

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