my sweet and tender beast
I let the beauty of me be sought in the world
and as the clue, the moon became the sun.
Enchanted, the shore became the tide
playing between sunset and sunrise allured
by a whisper that can be as well as yours,
here i am
here I am... (the ink is still wet…) — the rains of your lust fall relentless, pathing through the noise of your psyche, anesthetized and seduced by the rays of my moon, exposed and mesmerized through the chimes of stars, enough to poison your blood with its crystallized honey for invoking me under the pen name, — I Am A Vampire — now, I possess the perfect excuse to metamorphose you... under my spell