Whispers of a Vampire
Elizabeth, you can not escape my stare
A yearning pulls you back to my waiting arms
Each step you've taken becomes harder to bare
You are now unable to resist my charms
Every thought in your mind, is only of me
Your will is powerless, I am in control
Give me your essence, I am here, turn and see
Feel my eyes, gaze upon your master, behold
Slowly turn to me, look up to the terrace
Seize my stare as if it was your solemn wish
Take of me, all of me, revel in my trance
Obey my voice, offer yourself for ravish
Copyright © Mitch White | Year Posted 2010
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