Midnight Hour

Upon the midnight hour, you were there to be drawn.
Bitter breath sauntered beside evil beyond the night.
Sweetness swept by me as I walked within the mist.
Upon the brink, beyond forever she brought the light.

Through the midnight hour, time cascades so still.
Your eyes trapped my soul bewildering my heart.
Kisses upon my neck; drove me to the end.
What was the next minute’s affinity for a meal?

Choices, I had no chance, for destiny chose me.
No evil within, only the hunger of the midnight hour,
I am not damned, sweet love took my life away.
My eyes widely opened, so unholy strong, I see.

Truth about the class of the un-human creature now,
I will tell the depth of my wronging, before that hour.
Bitten as the flooding of un-life drove me wild,
I saw the future that has become my complete power.

I have no pity for myself, though I shall create none.
My hunger I will flounder and deprive myself so.
Hunting of the humankind, I shall never persuade one.
I shall forever feed upon the soulless creatures of Earth.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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September 18, 2009 at 4:19 PM
I have read your poetry and enjoyed it. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors. You have done an excellent job writing this poem. May you have a wonderful and inspiring weekend Cecil. Love, Carol
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September 18, 2009 at 6:26 AM
Love the language you use to set up for the vampire encounter, but even more your conviction not to take other human lives but live off the blood of animals. (There was a TV show several seasons ago about a male victim who received blood from a doctor to survive.) In choosing your option, you spare others from harm while feeling no self-pity. Wonderful read, Cecil! It shows the goodness that is inherent in your nature so well. Love you, dear friend. Carolyn
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