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Vampirism (or a better name, i can never name poems)
Luke Coley

The storm calls her to the balcony
Laced up in the night sky
Her spine like the curtains
It snakes up her back
Her hair shines black
Her face dark as white
Nails tap the railing
As she waits for her hero
Her dress wavers in the wind
Consuming moonlight
Quenching her thirst
Her eyes pierce the sky
They burn through the stars
Her lips pursed in anger
Her cheeks flushed with fire
She waits for her saviour
The door bursts open
And in comes her knight
His palms strong as steel
His body an iron effigy
He walks to her like a titan
She spins in her silhouette
Her hands grip his shoulders
His clamp her waist
He moves in for the kiss
She moves in for the kill
Beneath the lips of beauty
Lie fangs of the night
She has waited her meal
Her teeth pierce bare flesh
Blood drains from his neck
The thick automaton
Becomes a helpless fawn
His body collapses on the railing
And with a simple push it topples over
The corpse falls a thousand feet
Before meeting the ground
The crack echoes for miles
Music for our lady’s ears
She licks her lips for the final taste
And returns to the dark of her room
Where her lover waits patiently
In the darkness that surrounds the room
He emerges from the shadows
His teeth gleam as he smiles
They embrace each other in silk
Their teeth sink in neck
Blood cascades down her breast
As she feeds him his share
Love so bitter
It must hide from the sun
Who needs the day?
When you have the whole of night