Bitten

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Lips against the crescent of her neck
He gently steals the essence of the angel
Replacing it with solace
Of a numb and silent sort
While the beating of her heart
Slowly quiets
In his arms

Silken smooth across his heaving chest
Her fingers trace the last of this resistance
Surrendering to shadows
Fully taken in embrace
Like the palette of her face
Fading graceful
In his arms

Whispered prayers attended with a kiss
The agony–imprisonmen–of fighting to exist
Her fragile body mending
From the ailments it had borne
Cure–from an unlikely source
As she changes
In his arms

Vampire

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Feel, oh feel the blood congeal
The organs stutter
Heartbeats flutter

Feel, oh feel the thickened skin
Eyes recolored
Breathing smothered

Maybe I’m alive
Or maybe I am living dead
Apathy impaled and disenchanted

Maybe I’m infected
Maybe I am the disease
Am I too far gone to understand it?

Am I a vampire?
I feel like I am burning in the light
This transformation…
I can’t see my reflection anymore

Am I a vampire?
I suffer but I never seem to die
Am I a monster?
My bed feels like a coffin on the floor

Vampire Weather

Hey, the skies are all grey
The horizon is faded
And the light has been drained

The mist sucked the color from out of the leaves
I wept with the clouds when it started to rain

Oh, the sun doesn’t know
The world has grown cold
Out of reach of his glow

In moods of December we danced through the shroud
Trailed by the hint of a shadow below

Hey, we don’t have to wait
For cover of darkness
To come out and play

It’s vampire weather, let’s go for a walk
We can stay lost for the rest of the day

Oh, and when light arrives
When these disguises
Uncover the sky
I’ll stay beside you where I can still find
It’s vampire weather that colors your eyes