The roses tattooed across your tan thighs,
Undying ink beneath your smooth skin
Will remain, remain
Until we die,
And then, where will we be?
The pier, deserted
But for you,
A vision in your tight black dress,
Red lips, dark hair,
Each time I look at you,
You haunt the salt white boards
There, beneath the vampire moon.
And what of you, my love
On the boardwalk, calling to me?
Are you still the one
That looked into my heart,
All those years ago?
Am I still to believe
That you still
Love me,
After all these years?
Your blood red lips,
I could die for,
Your teeth
In my skin,
My eager collar,
Exposed.
Undead,
Never ending
(Grasping)
Across my bed,
In the blue light of the moon,
My curtains drawn,
My blood thickening,
Beneath,
The Vampire Moon.
2015.