Mortalidaga and Tarraan.

Flowing black hair;
Pale white skin;
Mischievous stare,
So devious within.

Lust she feels;
Blood she craves;
Flesh she peels;
Retrieving slaves.

Mortalidaga lurks,
Under midnight skies.
Tarraan works,
By her side.

On weak they feed,
Together; as one,
Seeking the one thing they need,
To have forever lasting fun.

Biting, sucking, kissing death;
Immortality is so sweet.
Unable to have one last breath,
They walk down the street.

Vampire sl#t and,
Vampire bi#ch,
Walking hand in hand,
Searching blood, so rich.

They leave their mark,
From town to town,
Defeating a beating heart;
Taking people down.

Quickly they leap,
Upon their prey,
Giving them eternal sleep,
And themselves another day.

Morning comes, they go,
Hiding from the sun.
But Mort and Tarraan know,
Tomorrow will be just as fun.

Sarah Gammon ©
06/05/06

Me and my boyfriend made up our own vampire names. I am Mortalidaga (Mort-al-i-dag-a)(Vampire sl#t), and he is Tarraan (Tear-an)(Vampire bi#ch).
Thanks for reading -xxx-.