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Silent and still.

Dark with nothing but the moon to guide.

Two figures run swiftly through the night.

Looking and searching



Silent and still,

The night quietly sits.

The couple scene something is close.

They stop and wait.



A hunter in the forest,

Looking for a trophy.

The pair watch and wait.

Silent and still



The duo split up.

One stays and the other circles.

An ambush is the only way.

Silent and quick.



They connect as if were wolves,

Knowing what the other is doing.

With the nod of his head, they strike together

Silent and swift



They knock the hunter over.

Confused and disoriented,

He falls to the dirt floor,

That becomes his grave.



A look into each others eyes,

He bows,

As she begins to bite the hunter,

With teeth as sharp as daggers.



Breaking through the flesh,

She begins to feed.

Blood rushing down her throat.

Her eyes have changes as he begins to take part.



Hands cupping with one another,

They dine together.

With the last beat of the hunters heart, they with draw.

Silent and all now still.



Together the pair rise,

Never leaving the others gaze.

Coming together they kiss,

Sharing the taste of blood and bliss.



Arms now around the other,

They embrace tighter.

With a lick of her lips,

He breaks the passion.



Silent and swift,

Once again they take their flight

Silent and quick,

To find another hunter in the night.

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TheVampyreNico
04:07 Sep 18 2011

Bravo that was was wonderful poem indeed. ~Nico

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