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New Orleans

Traveling toward the humming,
 his face a model's double; 
the pulse in my throat throbbing
drawn to the invisible;

I hear his melody 
creating chills through my bones,
Sending me serenity
Through my lips escapes a moan;

The fangs start the seduction
a city I've never seen, 
His voice is my destruction 
On the road to New Orleans.

**Poems from the Vampire** 11/21/13

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 11/22/2013 12:23:00 PM
Melani, wonderful and deep... ~:) Hugs* SKAT
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