A Vampire's Kiss

He creeps silently through the night, 
Driven by the most wicked of needs, 
His skin is so pale in the moonlight, 
In the darkness is where he feeds, 
With glistening fangs so razor sharp, 
He pierces deep into her sweetest vein, 
The blood pumped by her mortal heart, 
Sweetly soothes his of immortal pain, 
Blood drips down from his cold lips, 
As her warmth fills him up inside, 
Touching her cheek with death’s fingertips,
Love flows into a heart that died, 
A passion true but must be extinguished, 
For he is a creature of the night, 
Once undead he cannot be relinquished, 
Love dies at the hands of sunlight, 
He does fade away, sated bittersweet, 
Leaving a bite burning like hell’s fire, 
Brought to life only at death’s feet, 
So is the fatal kiss of a vampire