Monsieur L'Vampyre Does Central Park

MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE DOES CENTRAL PARK There fell the night, on Central Park to shroud the world within the dark, and wanderin came the soul of me, to find a place to leave my mark. And there within the night there be, a lonely heart, my eyes did see, just walking down into the dark, and tempting for a bite from me. The gloom of life shone in her eyes reflections from a love that dies, but still is there within the heart; she'd rather die, than realize -- that love has made its' last depart, an ending borned right from the start, and painful yet, her love still lies right there within her failing heart! Of all the joys in life I see, there's not a one that pleases me so much as bringing love anew, where love has hurt so terribly! And so I bade her "...how are you...? to which she said, "Get lost! Adieu!" But still I pressed relentlessly, for giving up's not what I do! Progressed the night just as I planned, in little time she touched my hand, and gave out just a little smile, so I thought on, to make my stand; a little full moon for a while cannot but only help my style, in this moon light her eyes were grand, and so I kissed her growing smile! Her lips were warm as they could be, she soon gave in so willingly, and in the dark she gave her soul to soon embrace the soul of me! Within the night her heart did toll, as I pressed on to make her whole! and swooned she, as the teeth of me just bited to her very soul! The love I gave so willingly was but the very best of me, and love we shared, there in the dark, the greatest love to ever be! And right there down within the dark love boundeth all and made its mark, upon her neck so lovingly, when we made love in Central Park. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet