Thursday, 31 August 2017

, Vampiress, a nonsense poem.




Beautiful little vampire,
Your teeth are so sharp,
If I gave wrote you a song,
Would you play it on your harp?


Would we dance together,
If we had the right tune,
On mountains of midnight
In the light of the moon?


If I gave you my throat,
Would you give your heart,
Or drain me and forget me,
Before our dreams even start?

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