Graveyard Coffeehouse

Vampire's Ball

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I come dressed in black
With a cloak of death
Long hair
Red lips
Pale skin
Eyes
Piercing your soul
The one I crave
To make you mine
Forever
You
Stand before me
In a flowing
Gown of white
Drenched in blood
Hair fluffed high
With a jeweled pin
We walk across
A crowded room
Oblivious
Our bodies
Come close
As I whisper
Let the dance begin
Taking your
Trembling hand
My other arm
Firmly around
Your waist
Tonight
We shall
Both be dead
I say
For I
Have already died
And arisen
You my darling
Will go
To your grave
Screaming
Ivory white fangs
Piercing your
Supple
Powdered neck
You smile
Curtsy
I view
Your ample cleavage
With approval
Stating in my best
Eastern European accent
If I could only
Make you live
Forever
Not die
In a pool of blood
She laughed
Taking from me
The red rose
With thorns
I extended
Examining it
With disapproval
Pity
I only
Wanted the thorns
She replied
As the Night ended
Way too soon
After many dances
And
Feverish stares
We finally
Parted ways
Her body
Sprawled on the street
Crumpled in her white gown
Mouth frozen
In a shriek
Horror
In crimson
Rose in her hand
Complete
With thorns
I calmly
Walked away
Into
The black
As daylight
Threatened
With its first
Ghastly rays
We met
At the vampire's ball
Some come for roses
Leave with vampire tears
Others seek thorns
Leave with dead roses
I came for True Love
Found an illusion
But
In the end
We are all dead
Alone
When the music stops
I thought
Becoming
Emotional
Then
Hungry
Seething
I sought rest
Contemplating
My next
Victim
Before I slept
She beckoned me
I knew
It was meant
To be
Lost
Somewhere
In a dream
Within
A
Dream.