The Vampire

Sweet, soft forbidden taste, eyes aglow at the edge of darkness. Wicked warm feeling, mind a tangled web of past and present. Testimonials of souls sour on your lips, scattered laughter, shattered screams, trickle down your chin. Precious fallen angel, shall I let you in? Alabaster skin dampened by the sweetest wine. Surrender, overpowered by the rosy thorn clad vine. Haunted hollow hearted one,fly the sea of stars, windswept graceful demon I know who you are...