Hardly can it be unveiled in this life.
It is hidden within the ethereal mists of time.
Never does it see the precious,warm light of day.
For her hunger is beyond human reason and comprehension.
Her love is a dark red stream of living blood
flowing from the veins of warm blooded children.
Shriveled thousand year old veins course with joy
when she drinks from the forbidden cup of life.
Her lust for it is unquenchable and undeniable.
There is nothing she can do to hide it nor contain it.
she simply must have it or be turned to useless ashes.
She is bound by the chains of eternal darkness,
a horrible blood sucking creature of the dark night.
Never does she roam in the glorious light of day.
A horrible death would be the price she'd have to pay.
For this poor,pitiful beautiful creature
is a queen of the darkness of night.
She is a vampire with no heart,nor soul,nor life of her own,
and vexed to live a lifetime of darkness and death,
where there is no joy only hunger and sadness to look forward to.
Donavon Scott Vinson
