I watch thee sleeping, soundly still
And enter through thy windowsill
With feathered footsteps I advance
Upon thy beating chest I glance
Intently as I take my bite
I watch your mortal soul take flight
And there before me, where you lied
Once mortal girl, now vampire bride
Her golden locks, once strewn, now coiled
Her parted lips my blood had soiled
Those fangs of white that soon will kill
That yearn for blood that she must fill
Her hostile eyes, they flit the room
Enchanted by her new-found tomb
She leaves the bed, where once, she slept
Retrieves my hand and out we crept
Two vampire lovers in the night
Now taking to their haunted flight.
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