A Blood Night v.2

This is a modified version of the my original poem "A Blood Night"

Light blooms as the sun swoons
Bringing beautiful colorless fright

As the nights embrace of black lace
Staggers even the sun's white light

The night is young, as we free born
Take over every site

Milky smooth skin is where we begin
In our destined time of right

The colorless pallet of the streets
Makes them all run in their plight

But no matter what they do
They can never outrun or appetite

As our lustful hunger of their scent
Makes their skin feel so soft and tight

It's a playtime for all free born
Until the suns light ends the night

So, won't you join us my friend
In this wondrous occasion of delight?