Opposing Perceptions (A Vampire Poemn)

[Poppydragon]

Bite. Blood warm sustenance flows into me,
my eager tongue tasting its acrid bite,
sensing my victim's fear, desire for flight.
As life-blood drains from him, he fails to see
the crimson tears that do in some degree
betray and connect my eternal plight
to those things in his life of love and light
with near electric connectivity.
Vicarious pleasure at others strife
are all that one so cursed should hope to feel,
as eternity follows endless death
in this monstrous caricature of life
that constantly shifts and becomes unreal.
I shall savour this mortals dying breath.

Sharp. Cold death's countenance flows into me,
I feel your eager tongue, greedily thrust
and probe, searching for the warm blood that must
quench your undying hunger, lest you be
a mere husk of pain for all to see.
Yet even as you feed, I feel your lust
for your own death, for what you see as just
punishment that not even you could flee.
I feel coldness gathering in my limbs
as my life-blood warms your inhuman heart,
a disconnection, peace, tranquility,
and in my mind I hear glorious hymns.
Come - Vampire - It is time to play your part.

[Audrey]

That is really good! Love it!

[Poppydragon]

Thanks Monkey, much appreciated

[Emerian Rich]

Love this one! Thanks for sharing. :)