I Love the Night

By Daryl Bracken

I hide in the night
Searching, listening, Waiting
not for the music or the laughter
I yearn for one sound
not one most would hear
without the help of a vampire's ear

There up the street
I hear her before I see her
the sound is music to my ears
the lub dub lub dub of her beating heart

My eyes fix on her face
Her bueaty concerns me not
the sensual alure not what draws me
only the lub dub lub dub concerns me

Closer she comes, to her I am invisible
no one sees me before I want them too
Her scent reaches me, like fresh washed hair
the sweet scent of her blood excites me

I stalk her for awhile
waiting for the time to strike
Now now now my mind screams
I strike with no more force then a breeze
wrapping her in lovers embrace

My fangs find her neck, I bite deep
Oh the sweet taste of her blood
it is almost sexual, orgazmic
my venom works quickly, she is in bliss
like a lovers dance we turn

She can not scream as her life fades
I hear the heart falter as her blood fills me
she becomes cold, I feel the new warmth
I will not turn her, she is prey
I release her and she falls dead to the ground

I am satified, my hunger satified
I walk into the Darkness
No haste in my step, a thin smile on my lips
I love being a Vampire
Most of all I love the night

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Copyright 2010 Daryl Bracken
Published on Sunday, August 1, 2010.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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