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Beneath the silver gaze of the moon,
We wandered Pirates Alley, far too late,
Where ancient stones remembered every step,
And whispered secrets hidden from the day.
A vampyre walked beside me, pale and still,
His crimson eyes reflected candlelight.
No shadow followed where his footsteps fell,
Yet somehow I felt safer in the night.
The air was rich with jasmine, rain, and age,
While wrought iron balconies watched above.
Ghosts drifted softly through the silent mist,
As if they blessed our strange, immortal love.
He smiled with fangs as church bells echoed low,
Their voices fading through the French Quarter air.
We passed forgotten doorways dressed in ivy,
Where restless spirits lingered everywhere.
His hand was cold, but never cruel to hold.
The darkness wrapped around us like a cloak.
Each heartbeat sang a melody of midnight,
Each breath became a promise never spoke.
When dawn reached through the ancient alley stones,
He kissed my hand, then vanished with the shade.
But every full moon calls me back once more.
To walk Pirates Alley with my vampyre,
Where eternity waits beneath New Orleans haunted sky.

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Cadrewolf2
03:31 Jul 03 2026

Love it

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