I open up my chamber door
I will not meet her at the movies
We meet as planned,right on time.
Embracing briefly as we do,
"They are not the only ones"
We walk quietly among the graves
I open up and lead her in,
We smile as we kiss each other
We shed our clothes and stand.
We fall over each other,
We suck each other taste the sweat
And as we reached our climax,
Collapsing together in a heap,
As dawn approached in the east
"I love you M'Lord."She had said,
But as the sun came up,
In my last moment I realized,
TOUCHING A TRUE VAMPIRE.......
leaving loneliness behind
To meet a girl, this full moon,
One of a different kind
or for a dinner date
But plan to meet where life meets death,
In front of the cemetary gate
I waited not at all
For I am always here for her,
every time she'd call
before embarking on our quest
Then hand in hand we walk the path
Where the dead are laid to rest
I'm thinking in my brain
"For I too will be laid this night,
and sweat shall fall like rain."
amidst the moonlit gloom.
And stop only as we reach,
a familiar looking tomb
sitting her on the floor,
and smile at her cunningly,
and lock the chamber door
taking in cologne,perfume and breath,
But the scent arousing even more,
Is the one that smells of death
in our playground made of stone,
and embrace with passion once again
that few have ever known
and make love with lowest fashion.
Biting,growling,and drawing blood.
Giving all our passion
as sweet as dewey grass,
I entered her in every way,
including her sweet ass
and cried out each others names.
I bit her neck with hunger,
the same time that we came
of various body fluids,
My body filled with an energy
as old as the Ancient Druids
I reminded her of our pact.
To leave this place before the sun
appears upon her back
as we embraced once more.
"But will you tell me,why you have a key to this crypt's door?"
through the chamber door,
Only her screams could be heard
as horror filled her core
I took too long to retire,
And she watched me suffer the fate of the sun
THE MORBID POET (THE MYSTIC)