A dark poem to a vampire. |
Let my blood say to you All the things that my hands Lips and body mean to say, but cannot do All the things I wish I could say to you by words But how useless they would be They would not do Such loveliness in you Such fair and beauteous skin Your pulchritude is a dear and darling thing Nothing I can put into pointless human words I know I cannot tell you in words what I mean The same way my body cannot express what inside it screams I would be daft not to realize your beauty Trembling, because I can’t explain it I almost turn to fury I hold you in the night so close Bedazzled by your Godly appearance And in the morning light I seem to be morose But worry not my love, It’s only my helplessness. At my inability To explain your handsome face, Not even close am I to come. Your face, your hair, Your lips, colored to the likeness of roses Fair skin softer than petals… Words are useless my darling Just look into my eyes Don’t find it appalling. Startling, when you see your beauty Leaves my mind reeling My blood will tell you all you need to know. That compared to the most magnificent thing, It’s only you I see shining in the night. |