He's my Vampire

by Angel   Nov 27, 2007


His lips so pure
The blood drops from his chin
His kiss so cold
his age is young but he's really old
The blood so rich
He smiles when I watch him drink
I hold his shoulder and kiss his neck
His body is like ice
But I love him
He's my vampire
He licks my neck but most times I get scared
He growls most times
when we play fight
He is so strong
He teases me and calls me mortal
I hold his neck and kiss him long
He puts his hands on my waist and lifts me off the ground
His smile is so unreal I feel like I'm going to faint
I hold him tight to show him it
He's my vampire
But when rage comes
His hair turns from brown to silver
His eyes go from blue to Red
His Teeth grow to a point
His growl is unfriendly
only I can calm him down
Because
He is my Vampire

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