Demon Lover forM lady Emma

story poem

 

Demon Lover.

 

I see the potent life force

that flows within

and tints your skin

with hints of rose.

 

I watch and note and gloat

when I see the pulse that throbs

 at your throat, It robs

 me of my equanimity.

 

I scheme and dream about you

 like fine wine cellared with care

there is nothing I would not dare

 to have my way with you.

 

Ah when the moon is full

 it is then my raging thirst

 is at its worst .

I yearn for you.

 

To feel that pulse flutter

under my lips at your throat.

To bite or not to bite, I misquote

 The Bard of Avon.

 

If I tell you what I am ,

will you recoil in disgust

and terror and mistrust.

 I could not bear that

 

I think I love you

enough to forego

 the bite ,that I know

would bind you to me

 

 for eternity. If you knew

and came to me willingly.

Then together we would see

the pleasures that lie within

 

 our grasp forever and a day.

You would not age and lose

your beauty if you choose

to be my bride.

 

Could you look with love

on me a vampire, still a man

who would love you as no other can

I must choose win or lose.

 

I take my courage in my hands

and I will declare my love for you

and even die to prove to you

that I can

 

 love you more than my life .

For what us life without you?

So I do what I must do

I am clear

 

 that if you turn me down

 I will not resist your choice

nor exist if your voice

bids me nay

 

 I will walk out in the sun

 whose rays will turn me to dust

because without you. I have no lust

for life

 

 What say you beloved

 please say that you love me still

 and that you always will

 until the end of time..