It's so pretty here;
the dark night brings
out the best in me.
Lips of crimson,
eyes like blue ice.
I am ready to hunt.
Strolling quietly;
the backstreets are
my best friend.
I see you standing
there, 'neath the
light, back against
the post.
Quickly, and quietly
I make my way over
to where you are.
You never saw it
coming...
Now, in your home,
in your bed;
Our bodies melt
together.
The pain is exquisite.
A whispered sigh,
a lingering moan...
Just then,
we become one.
The taste of your
life lingers on
my tongue.
I'm sorry it had to
be this way.
When morning comes,
I will add you to the list
