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Vampire
How Young I seemed
that New Year's Eve
hours waiting your arrival
A Godiva strutting in
high heels clicking toward my throat
sleek, proud, assured
of my affection
my fear of rejection
heightening the moment more
I adored you
your dress black to match my mood
I, an anxious troll under the bridge
waiting, waiting, waiting
the toll of loving you
my soul ravaged
your hunger to pick my bones clean
the sheen of your dress
the shine in your eyes
irresistible
my heart ripe meat
for your ravenous teeth
young mouth waiting to meet mine
suck my soul
suck life out from under me
making it yours
your sweet demure camouflage
an arsenal too strong
for my small army of sins
we bedded down
the dawn broke
a new year to face
uncertain future
no sutures to stop
the bleeding, bleeding, bleeding
your lips soaked
in my blood
my semen
and the flood of tears
I reached for a drink
any liquid to replace
what you had drained
red fluid all around
me on the floor
the door closed hard
your laughter shrill
against the song of early morning birds.
© Farrell Dyde
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