A distant fluttering of wings <br />In rhythm, sets my heart to sing <br />Drawing nearer as I lay; <br />She comes again for me, I pray <br /> <br />In visits past, as I recall, <br />I woke espied through blazoned balls <br />Pale frosted flesh belies the warmth, <br />That never threatens doing harm <br /> <br />Depth, reveals her boiling sweet <br />She comes to succor; not for meat. <br />Sly boring kisses test my flesh <br />Her roiling hunger could not rest <br /> <br />Chiseled legs steal 'round me bound <br />Beating wings, muffle sucking sounds <br />The lover's clutch; the twitching thigh. <br />I could only mirror in reply <br /> <br />She warmly glows, as I grow colder <br />And morphs, to youth, as I grow older <br />Since mankind's sum lies bound to blood, <br />Our coupling wholly portends good <br /> <br />To dwell in darkness seals my plight <br />As beating wings fade out of sight. <br />Too weak near dawn to seek amends, <br />I thirst to feel her kiss again<br /><br />Alto Lee Thomas, Jr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vampyr-s-kiss/
