Lonely Search

The thought of blood
brings to life a
yearning a calling
into the night.
The shadows disguise
my pale skin and hollow eyes
but enhance my dark desires.

Stalking the handsome male
who believes that we are
gentle lonely creatures
searching for acceptance.

Poor soul...
He does not understand
that what I do is beautiful.
That what I do is for the sake
of my survival.

Sharp fangs pretude through
a closed mouth. The time for
my immortal kiss and the orgasmic
red liquid that is blood to flow
into and through my body is here.

With swiftness i stand behind him
and whisper the last words he'll
ever hear. My teeth dig into his neck
the blood starts to fill my mouth
my eyes widen dilated from the rush
of pain happiness and anger leaving his
body as he falls dead at my feet.

Another life has been washed away only
to keep mine going. And for another night
I survive and walk in shadows searching for
blood and maybe one day a companion to
share the search with and not feel the loneliness
thatimmortality is.