Her name was Swamnmx and she was the kinda girl that would make a blind man see and take notice. She was dark skinned and her eyes reminded me of the city lights of San Francisco at night. She sat across the room filled with high-class vampires and socialites, it was December 1st. Ella Fitzgerald was singing Cole Porter song's on the radio.
The room was quietly loud with whispers of business and pleasure, the dance floor was filled with Vampires Ladies and Gentleman slowing moving to the music in the background. She sat quietly sipping a glass of blood watching the room, her dark neck showed off her diamond necklace. And her dress, what fella didn't love that dress wrapped around that beautiful body. She was some kind of Vampire Goddess as far as I'm concerned. Than she rose to her feet and walked around the room, she was greeted by all these handsome well-to-do male vampires. Her laugh was like an angel singing on top of The Empire State Building. And there was not a johnny there that would knocked down a building to dance with her, not fooling she was a goddess. Than she took the stage, "De-Lovely" by Cole Porter, she sang like an angel. The entire crowd was on their feet, she wooed a few Lords so bad their wives got mad, but she still sang. Than she sang "Night and Day", I just stood there like some two-bit johnny spellbound by this sweet thing.
Maybe one day she might sing to me, a fella can dream.
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