Prove Yourself The Vampire
When you come...
Do it through the window.
Do this when the Moon glows.
And sink your teeth,
With venom sweet.
With no blood to drip or leak.
Promise me I'll be swept off my feet.
And prove yourself the vampire.
'Honey,
I ain't doing all that just to get some sex!
These new movies the kids are addicted to,
Are not for us.
I keep telling you that!
And frankly,
I don't see the romance in it at all! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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