vampyr

[constantine]

Like a dream in a shroud of darkness,
I am confined and bound;
the residue of secrets
lost in the mist of ancient haunts.
The cobblestones, sweaty and dank,
footprints forgotten
silent... mute
pallbearers descend
survivors of the plague, but
dead nonetheless...
and I know that I shall never know
the name of tomorrow's victim,
face pink - blood rich,
I suckle and kiss with the wildest abandon,
seasoned with the salt of their tears.
Replete and replenished,
I live through their eyes -
their foolish expectations,
their infant fears, pursue me
like a dream in a shroud of darkness.

[stilltrucking]

I love the darkness
and starlight

fearsome poem dino

[constantine]

thanks jack.