BLOOD DANCE
As the evening dusk sets shadows appear from the dark corners. They wait for the dark as it veils the sky, a swift pain overrides their jaws turning pearly white sharp daggers of edgy drinkers.
With the moon on their backs racing towards Castle Dracula for an evening of tastefull fun and pleasures. Some run, fly and some arise to this entertaining event.
As our fanged family walks down thee corridors of thee lobby two doorsman holds doors of silver laced with blood diamonds, thee table covered by blue velvet that drops to the floor. In the center a pool of blood shimmers, four brides stand by to dance in the Honor their Father of the Night , the ghouls step in and wait, each is dressed in shades of white. Music begins slowly thay move gracefully as black swans blood splash's the dresses and skin.
The music's tempo while thee brides dance around the pool as if it was on fire with flames of gold, ice blue, and devils red swirling about! The ghouls gather back in, hair dripping, dresses soakes skin has turned the fair snow whites.
Music has hit final cords which has as also turned a rusted symphony of old time, not hiding or lacking thrist! Dresses of white spin burgandy that splattered the floor, table in one findle move two vamps bow down while the other two reach towards the heavens! Applause is echoed through out the castle, but the sun approaches, Dracula warns his children to flee quickly and to their catocombed tombs and to his own of black marble, hunter forest green bedding with brides and children safely asleep.
SPIRITLESS
The day is not even over and yet I feel dead, I do not know what is wrong maybe it's me or maybe something else?
Thy feel like I'm losing my soul to the grave.It could be thee day, but the breeze outside lifts my spirits, but not by much.
Lately thy see myself swimming in and out of the water and sky just wondering where I'm going to land, if I'm going to land at all or just fall, die with one to care about, not even about me. Lifeless as ragdoll who sits in a chair waiting to be picked up.
Hmp, I'm sure wondering there if someone who wants to pick me and hold me close so I may feel the warmth of love and happiness, but in the mean time I'll sit await in dark corner and blend in with rest.
DARK FANTASY
As thy walk among the winter's night starry sky. There at the corner is a dark being, but a beautiful face, no light peering from it's eye's to tell if it's friend or foe?
Then thee shadow passes back and forth like bulb ready to burn out. My heart picked up run doust I down an alley, but quickly thy was pinned like a fly on the wall trying to fight the pin or needle!
He held my head to the side and a ping of pain and estacy over took threw my blood stream while time stopped and he made me forget thee pain, the worked went black, all sound disappeared.
I awoke to the feel of dark blue satin, my senses heightened as thy sat up while hearing a wolf pack miles away.
A down glance at thy's skin to see my rich tan color fade into a creamy beige. I touch my chest only to find out there what once is no longer , bloods beat is no longer!!!
You faint, but before your eye's pass back out, you the dark figure in thee corner the same figure which thy ran from only to be taken!
Now you've awakenin a coffin carefully craftes of silver and a dress, white velvet with an avalon fit.The figure stepped out of it's shadowy seat and said "arise" and if as you had a rape around your neck you've done as asked, clung around a new lovers neck, do thy realize what one is? Do I need to say more?
Oh wait yessssss i can love the blood ,love your vampire and all the treasures of forbidden fruits will be waiting for you.
MY HEAVEN
When I lay down then close my eyes dust I,see myself flying high with the moon and then my body stops I crunch over to release the wings that hide with in me.
Now free to soar over the howling wolves, see the dead rise finest bone attire enjoy crisp nights, blue moons,clear sky's. I love releasing my inner being with the winter's western wind. Far in the distance laughter is heard, down I soar to see and maybe join? The laughter heard from the sky's is a gothic feast with other legends as guest such as the Wolfman, Frankestein, Grim Reaper, Mr. Bones, the mummy,and many more and in thy own hand holds a gold goblet filled with rich blood and feast for kings.
We shall laugh for all eternity.
Welcome to my heaven if you wish to play and fullfill your fantasy, if not I'll bid you a good night.
INVISIBLE WISH
I notice lately when I'm not around things run smoother as if I wasn't meant to be. Like when I'm in my room they talk, laugh, magic even love.
I just wish wasn't visible, to live and so no one could see me or hear me, maybe it would be better?
If there was a way to become the creature or demon as some have called them. The thing that I believe and love so much that I would be such a joy to be, so belonged to! To be stuck in this ....Flesh is so outrageous always doubting, fighting, striving, living and working. For what to say we did something?
A vampire life would be bliss to hide and be invisible to not care what's in store, I would love very much. Outcasts need homes and love too, don't we?
GOTHIC FAIRY
Araise lovely lady of the night raise your childern from their slumber of thee day.
Oh gothic fairy come fly against the white moon, let us your childern celebrate you and the dark ways of old and let us be heard through the night and sing blood life's believe to you.
Rejoice with us and dance with the fire's flame oh so high, let your wings disgrace the night sky! Let your childern be graced with your beauity and turn the non-believers to stone.
Turn those who believe in you to what they most desire and learn the aniect ways.
Thank you gothic fairy for loving us the way we love you, but thee sun doust raise, our dark day is over goodnight sweet mother,goodnight gothic fairy please do not forget us.
ICY KISS
Lying on the white snow I feel my last breathe slice threw my teeth and gazed at the frosted branch's.
I watched thy soul twist, twine in the winter wind, play with thee tree's dead leaves, race the snowflakes and brake the waves in the river!
My soul stopped saw the body it once was held in, floating over in aw over the fresh powder and closed my eyes.But my soul came in, out at thee end of winter, so must thy wind gather me up, froze into a icycle, there dust I wait for thee warm seasons to use my bodies beauty that once lay for their beauty to help blossom & bloom.
And when winter returns thy soul will be released from my icy tomb,I'll be walking around the ground, watching my loved ones or friends enjoing their time, company.
And evertime thy see's them I'll let my presense know by using the very mist you breathe out thy soul returns to you or them with alittle breeze and tickle of my lips , the warmth of my hands is the warmth of my heart is which they remember, a chill you will get everytime thy soul kisses hello.
Then i'm known to all that haved loved me i'm so very near.
RED REVENGE
A Ghostly pale figure lays in it's coffin dreaming of the past nights tourture of thee clan. All the figure sees in thee dream is blazing vampires, screaming from tho tourchs touch!
Seeing them backed into corners only to witness head, hearts, roll and splatter with blood splashing from a slivery slice of death. Vampiric childern helpless watch in horror he must get them out to save their clan. To thee window's they fly and wait, wait out in the hills.
As he watches, waits he clutched his fist tight to the point where his nails cut flesh, thee eye's flamed in revenge. The humans have left thinking they have won little do thus know.
Sun down time to rise and give back a murderous plot tho have done on thy vampire with thus help of wolves,bats,rats, un-dead from afar !
Moon is high and a raise of the hand sending thee creatures of the night into a frenzy. While tho clans arise, wait with an icy breeze and anger for a heart. Screams are sent into the moonlit sky.
Thats when thee vampires desend on the village, bodies are thrown, torn, beheadings are made but to male only while females screams and fuel is being feed, to kill and interbreed is the second best revenge.
Our ghostly figure is apon to find their human leader he is alone.
Only to see him creeping out LIKE A COWARD !!! This only adds to his anger, fast as the wind he catches by throat thy coward and twists thus his head off and hold it up like a trophy for all to see!
And growls up in the sky for victory
BLACK WIDOW
This know huntress who entertains the underground nightlife, but who has a secret that only thee poor souls who she had stolen know!, but I shall tell you.
Customer after customer our killer entertains, with moves of a gypsy eyes that burn a holy man' s heart to breathe temptation a hunter's hunger comes over him, skin delicate and designed like lace captures his eyes, he lives only to sever her own hunger.
The victims are lured when she starts to dance, music entwined with her perfume drop your guard then your doom is sealed . She'll ask you to come closer, she's reach's out and touch's gentle fingers grasp around your face still pulling you into her lips and look up to see the hunger flash in her eyes, the nails tighten, the jaw parts wide fangs appear and yet your fighting back in everyway, she leaps forward jaw enclosing while you scream, your bones crunch, spine snapped and now trapped soul are you, but now too a servant, a meal, and profit!
This is how it is done time and time again. Will there ever be a time when the captured souls rise up and make her the nightlife vampire of desire fall?
Only the numbers of souls will tell,or will they?
ENDLESS PASSION
Death what a drug. High, lows, shakes, shivers, and emotions! But once the drug has ran it's course you want, need must have it.
Then wraps around and around like a snake the tighter the better and you ask for more, more, begging, pleading, praying! Yes pray for that drug, you pray for death! To you life is over there's nothing is left! You put on the act, the smile, the show to care.
You've done this so your friends and people will not know, wonder, ask or what to help and before they realize what has happend, now there you lye in the casket smiling while they weep!
Your smiling because you found the endless drug, you just are death's new victim but as I see it your just death's new child.
Can you love your new daddy?
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