The Vampire's Kiss - A Sonnet
By
Alex Greene
writing as “Baccata”
The tender touch of lips burns like a light
And like a rising mist, this deep'ning kiss
Blots out all thought save sensual delight.
I've tasted love - but no love burned like this.
I feel your breath escape - a shivered hiss
Mixed with my breath. Your body shudders. Tight
As Titan's grip your arms embrace me - This
Is our time. We share our love this night.
Long have we waited for this fated night.
A rendezvous: a tryst we dared not miss.
Anticipation, lust, desire and fright
Add passion's fevered fervour to our bliss.
Then in the morning, I shall steal away;
Though soon I shall return, at end of day.
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