Breaking the silence of the night,
He opens the coffin with all his might.
An ancient creature creeps at midnight,
Before he dissipates with the touch of light.

For disposal, a myriad of bodies in galore,
An endless sea of temptation to explore.
Following a frail victim roaming the streets in sight,
Not knowing she would succumb to the vampire bite.

He camouflages and travels with speed,
Captivating a woman in a sinful deed.
The sensual scent of her mesmerizing perfume,
Her delicious fresh blood is ready to consume.

Hypnotized by this beautiful beast's glare,
A powerful whiff of arousal fills the air.
Dancing tongues through an apocalyptic kiss,
Sealing them both in utter devastating bliss.

Tender, soft caresses of her supple skin,
But this creature's patience is running thin.
Stimulated, he prepares her for death's ride,
He pulls her dark black tresses to the side.

Her pure essence dripping from his fangs,
He moans as his nocturnal pleasure sang.
Instantly licking his wet fingers in delight,
Metallic taste, igniting the monster alight.

Finally revealing the beast who lies within,
Dissolving, shedding away like snakeskin.
Beautiful women are his favorite toy,
Full of innocence, so delicate and coy.

Once he saw her quivering in fright,
The night of blind bloodlust took flight.
Selfishly thinking of crimson-red stains,
A delectable taste of platelet gains.

An uncontrollable predator ready to kill,
Merely chasing life for a temporary thrill.
Inner chambers are empty and filled with shame,
Unbearable pressure, compelled to tame his flame.

For he knows there is no one else to blame.

He crawled back into a nest of solitude,
Waiting for tomorrow; the next feast's interlude.
This ruthless freak is tainted, crucified in chains,
Such a terrible fate where a neverending torture remains.

For a lonely vampire is forever kept alive,
Hopelessly starving, struggling to survive.

The moon is the only witness in the gloomy sky,
For who else can be present to hear their silent cry?

© Fanaa