Weve spoken for too long from a disance its time for us to meet.
You shall meet me under the big oak tree in the old forest. You sit there on the root of the ancient old tree. Im in the tree watching you, the you turn and face the other direction and I jump down from the tree my cloak swaying ever so slightly. My white face, red lips, and perly fangs shown so bright under the moon light.
I clear my throat to get your attention. You turn and look at me in shock, "Is it really you?" you ask. "yes beloved Ive come for you at last." I take you by the arm and lead to a white rubble court yard. The place is tirn apart and completely in ruins. But the way the moon light hits it, the way the vines creeps through half stone walls and the way the moss seeps thro the stones in the ground, . . . Its all so tragic yet beautiful, and poetic. I take to by the shoulders and you wrap your arms around me and we dance to the sound of the night and the silence of death.
Then I will us to my home . . .My dark room is lit by one candle, and the insence od black ,love fills the air. Im gone all of a suddne but then you see me on the bed beckoning you to me. You come over to the bed obidiantly, you look down at me are immediatly intranced by my charm. You lay down on top of me. You kiss me all over, then I take off the cloak revealing my naked body. You stare at me . . . but all of a sudden Im at your throat and Im drinking deeply from you. Then you pass out and wake up next to me not sure of what happent til the outside sun hits you then you know . . .
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