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My movements make no sound.
My footsteps quick and light...
I glide on down the darkened street
Accompanied by night.
Passing mortal strangers
Who look the other way,
I'm intoxicated by their scent.
These creatures are my prey.
I stop beneath a streetlamp
Where they can view my face.
Seeing my unnatural skin,
They soon quicken their pace.
Their cowardess amuses me.
Those eyes so full of fear.
I throw my head back, and I laugh
For all of them to hear.
Stepping from the light,
I'm hidden by the dark.
Continuing along my path,
I reach a lonely park.
Sitting on a wooden bench,
A man cries silently.
His face is streaked with salty tears.
He fails to notice me.
His eyes are tightly shut.
His body shakes with sobs,
Yet still I hear his beating heart.
Within his chest, it throbs.
Slowly, I approach him
Until I'm by his side.
Admiring his cheeks,
I see his tears have dried.
I move my face in towards his neck
And hover for awhile.
Much to my surprise, I see
His frown turn to a smile.
He looks directly at me,
His eyes of deepest blue...
With the softest lips I've ever seen
He mouths the words "Thank you."
I sink my teeth into his flesh.
On blood is what I thrive.
I drink till I can drink no more.
Again, I am alive.

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THE~VAMPIRES~WIFE~ROAMS~THE~STREETS~ALONE

Contributed by AnGeL_M on Friday, 28th May 2004 @ 06:06:04 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

My movements make no sound.
My footsteps quick and light...
I glide on down the darkened street
Accompanied by night.
Passing mortal strangers
Who look the other way,
I'm intoxicated by their scent.
These creatures are my prey.
I stop beneath a streetlamp
Where they can view my face.
Seeing my unnatural skin,
They soon quicken their pace.
Their cowardess amuses me.
Those eyes so full of fear.
I throw my head back, and I laugh
For all of them to hear.
Stepping from the light,
I'm hidden by the dark.
Continuing along my path,
I reach a lonely park.
Sitting on a wooden bench,
A man cries silently.
His face is streaked with salty tears.
He fails to notice me.
His eyes are tightly shut.
His body shakes with sobs,
Yet still I hear his beating heart.
Within his chest, it throbs.
Slowly, I approach him
Until I'm by his side.
Admiring his cheeks,
I see his tears have dried.
I move my face in towards his neck
And hover for awhile.
Much to my surprise, I see
His frown turn to a smile.
He looks directly at me,
His eyes of deepest blue...
With the softest lips I've ever seen
He mouths the words "Thank you."
I sink my teeth into his flesh.
On blood is what I thrive.
I drink till I can drink no more.
Again, I am alive.

Copyright © AnGeL_M ... [ 2004-05-28 18:06:04]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: THE~VAMPIRES~WIFE~ROAMS~THE~STREETS~ALONE (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Friday, 28th May 2004 @ 06:48:03 PM AEST
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Wow what a great poem.
Well done

Re: THE~VAMPIRES~WIFE~ROAMS~THE~STREETS~ALONE (User Rating: 1 )
by Luinil on Friday, 28th May 2004 @ 08:04:32 PM AEST
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very creepy... i love it!

Re: THE~VAMPIRES~WIFE~ROAMS~THE~STREETS~ALONE (User Rating: 1 )
by Luinil on Friday, 28th May 2004 @ 08:05:22 PM AEST
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very creepy... i love it!

Re: THE~VAMPIRES~WIFE~ROAMS~THE~STREETS~ALONE (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 12:58:21 AM AEST
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Bravo Excellent write.

Whisper

Re: THE~VAMPIRES~WIFE~ROAMS~THE~STREETS~ALONE (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 01:43:52 AM AEST
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excellent dark poem, two things i love about your poetry angel are your images and diversity, always worth reading and is a pleasure:) hugs n' love nessa

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Re: THE~VAMPIRES~WIFE~ROAMS~THE~STREETS~ALONE (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 11:43:27 AM AEST
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Im so glad you posted this one and the picture adds to the chill and thrill of the verse awesome job
Michelle

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