Being a vampire
in the night
I must tire
before the light
riding my horse in the mud
under the moon
I need some blood
real soon
whence upon a queen I came
I seen her before
what a dame
looking for the same
being in dire need
knowing my fire she will feed
my mind she did read
and followed my lead
desire we did heed
we embraced in a transfusive state
upon me - upon her
we ate
no stir no debate
just a sure
vampire fate
filling our desire
squeezing each other tight
relishing on the bite
watching for the squire
all through the night
leaving the mire
at first sight of light
she returned to her castle
and me mine
the king gave her a hassel
as the light began to shine
upon the throne so divine
did she lay
this desire of mine
melted from the light of day
ERNEST CLARY
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