The metalic taste of blood, <br />drips off my very tongue. <br />Your flesh so bittersweet, <br />tastes like honey-coated meat. <br /> <br />Into the mirror's gaze, <br />I look beyond the glass. <br />I see no future, <br />For I have no past. <br /> <br />There is no reflection, <br />to be heard and seen. <br />For a creature of the night, <br />I have always been.<br /><br />Mandy Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vampiric-2/
