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Love Poem for a Vampire

SouthpawPoet
Plan-B Vibe
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2 min readDec 27, 2020

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I remember the first time I met you…
It was around the time
when November mourns the dead
It feels like one year back now
but must have been hundreds of them.

Countless years, an eternity
with a silent still heart
buried in cold, cold darkness
like the frozen rivers of Mars.

To kiss your lips and taste your blood
A thought so fierce, so tender desire
It could dig a hole in the air
and suck the breath out of my lungs.

Oh, take my hand
Dance me to the end of Time
Say you want me
I am alive again.

Say it, let me in
I’ll climb the walls
and get in through your window
like a swirl of golden dust.

In a room with no mirrors
Lay me down, let’s dance
the quietest waltz of all
inside your bed.

But I saw the fear in your eyes,
how you avoided me,
how you felt scared.

Such a creepy beast I am
Old, undead, cursed in Hell.

I shall bother you no more
I will never touch you again.

And I’m crying out of pain
in my deathless dreams
all the bottled tears
nobody should comprehend.

This poem was originally published here Medium in November 2017 and it’s part of my first book “Songs for Ghosts”, which I’m currently editing.

I also wrote a review of Bram Stoker’s Dracula, the movie that inspired this poem.

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SouthpawPoet
Plan-B Vibe

The Left Hand of God is a Poet. Happy in the humble service of the Word.