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Poem written by Benjamin Wiechel

"Vampyress"

Crimson lips
Graced by graceful fangs
Slender arms
Covered by soft, gauze sleeves
Hair flowing gently down her back
Eyes that sparkle with lust
Emarald, chilling
Graceful motion, lucid thought
Secretive, mysterious
Desirously, deliciously Dark
Neck graced by a rose
Born seductively on a black silk choker

Her motions seductive
Beyond all reasoning of man
Her voice sweet like honey
Luring you in
Calming you, caressing you
Her touch gentle
Graceful
A lady of quality
Of royalty
Defenses down
Eyes half closed in pleasure
Relaxed
As her head softly rests on your shoulder

A soft nuzzle at your neck
Arms circling you
A swift piercing
Agony
Her teeth biting you
Drawing forth your precious blood
Her lips grow more crimson
She savors your taste
Contemplating at first
Then sinking in further
Her thirst fulfilled in a short moment
By your very life, your sweet blood

A vampyre to the core
Illusion and delusion
A hunter well prepared
Searching, preying
Waiting until the time is right
Fangs bared in excitement
In pleasure
You are the prey
She stalks
And hunts
A wild passion
An undying hunger
And you are the prey

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