A new moon howls.
Heavy clouds disappear.
Bare walls bow,
and the truth is clear.
A neck jeweled with crimson clots,
Tonight feels its corpse quiver.
An irresistible seductive glance,
acquires an enthralled invite.
Lascivious love burns a warm soul.
No shadows can the virgin mirror cite.
Naked veins devour a bleeding dawn.
Again, the end begins with a bite.
Vampires lay in coffins in isolated castles, only to get out during a full moon. Vampires trap their victims by seducing them into letting them..err...have it their way. The vampires cannot survive sunlight and have to return back before it dawns and with their thirsts quenched. Vampires have no reflection. Once bitten, the victim turns into a vampire himself.
