The roses tattooed across your tan thighs,

Undying ink beneath your smooth skin

Will remain, remain

Until we die,

And then, where will we be?

The pier, deserted

But for you,

A vision in your tight black dress,

Red lips, dark hair,

Each time I look at you,

You haunt the salt white boards

There, beneath the vampire moon.

And what of you, my love

On the boardwalk, calling to me?

Are you still the one

That looked into my heart,

All those years ago?

Am I still to believe

That you still

Love me,

After all these years?

Your blood red lips,

I could die for,

Your teeth

In my skin,

My eager collar,

Exposed.

Undead,

Never ending

(Grasping)

Across my bed,

In the blue light of the moon,

My curtains drawn,

My blood thickening,

Beneath,

The Vampire Moon.

2015.