THE NEED TO FEED

You sleep 
I creep 
The darkness 
My friend 
And cover 
For you
demise 
To follow 

I enter by your window 
Undercover of the night 
Watching as you breathe
Wrapped up nice and tight 
I watch the covers 
Rise and fall 
And watch as you exhale
Very soon your blood removed 
Will leave your skin pale 
Your body frail 

I creep to your bedside 
Slowly slide back the covers 
In the next room 
four sleeping brothers 
but that doesn’t deter,
my mission to take your soul
from your sleeping form 
as you moan groan and perspire 
your skin so wet 
yet liquid fire 
as I hide 
behind your 
unknowingly desire

With eyes as black as coal 
I delve deep within your soul 
Your nightmares are mine to make 
Your fears inside expel 
With greed I take 
As you lie their unaware 
Your pulsating vain 
Inside does stare 

The hunger that dwindles within
This fragile shell 
Needs to feed to relight 
The dimming flames 
Feed deep beneath porcelain skin 
To renew the fires deep within
Your blood will be my elixir 
Renew my picture 
From old to young 
As I puncture
And drain 
Your pulsating membrane 

To my left 
A baby sleeps soundly 
In its bed 
It relies on its mother 
To be hourly fed 
The baby starts to stir
Legs and arms 
Move amongst soft furs 
I quickly relocate 
Into the night shadow 
I dissipate
And watch as baby 
Writhes 
But baby does not
 open eyes
I sooth singing soft lullaby 
 And he is once more still again  

Two elongated fangs 
Hang from my hungry mouth 
Saliva drips and slips
Between two perfectly formed
twinned peaks 
and mix with a river 
of creamy white 
what a sight to 
eyes delight 

I lower my head
towards her neck 
My breath hangs heavy 
Still goes unchecked 
A flash of white 
Lights the night 
I sink my fangs
With much delight 
And gorge until my fire
Relights 

And as I feed 
And crimson flows 
My youth inside 
Renews and shows 
The old frail form 
I was before 
No longer knocks 
On bodies door 
As I lay my victim 
On the floor 
Close the door 
And leave her 
On a blood soaked 
Floor 
Her heart does not beat
 no more
 her veins blackened 
and drained 
the morning dawns