My Vampire (10/07)

cold angel

wings black as night

in your eyes I saw the sunrise

bright gold in the blue

in your blood I tasted ecstasy

setting me free

from this prison of mortality

never too much pain

too much guilt

too much sorrow

or too much anguish

for beings like us

so let us lacerate

and between the teeth

we will taste whispers

of crimson kisses

and frosty embraces

beneath the crescent