To My Vampire..
Beyond the olden ingress,
Would a saga be lain.
Of love in purest,
Though met with disdain.
Of a mortal heart,
That was set afire,
When filled its veins,
A blood cold vampire.
Faces his castle, a bland sky,
Whilst he sits despondent.
Barged she into world unknown,
For her own was discontent.
Lies the realm of love,
In the back of beyond,
And between strangers to fashion,
It seeds an abstract bond.
Betwixt eyes, on the track,
You shoot a bullet to seduce.
Rainbow fills the grey,
My pen turns to Muse.
On a blind date with life, I'm set
To see every leaf and rose dried.
On gory scapes where never crawled love,
You be my vampire, I'd be your bride.
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