A Vampire's Kiss Goodnight

Goodnight, my love,
Victoria whispered,
tip of her tongue cleaning red
blood from her black lips,
a trail down her neck,
splashed o'er her cold ivory tits,

dream of me,
let us dance again together
in sunlight,
in flushed skin and color,
let us not be chained to the
shadows and dark corners,
feel fear,
rather than being feared,

we chase hunger through the
long endless night,
a blur in the street light glow,
confession with all manner of devils,
lie with priests wrapped in garlic
dried kneeling in penance
on the stone,
clutch your useless cross, holy
father, pray to your holy bride,
a feast prepared in heavenly sacrifice,
a bite,
for it is only here in the presence of
the dying that we feel alive,

Victoria kissed me,
her breath ruddy and frigid,
soft sound of a heartbeat somewhere
far away and slowing,
her green animal eyes alit in
the faint glow of coming morning,
adorned in a satin negligee she
pushed away from me,
fell into her own coffin,
dream, she said again,
of all you have forgotten.

TA