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Dark Gift
by Razel DaviesDark,
The familiar realm.
Warm black,
My home.
I hunt,
Prowling,
Floating behind.
Youll never see me,
Nor hear me.
I am the night.
The creature,
I am.
Feral from,
Dark red.
I'll steal your breath,
And give to you,
My dark gift.
Know my life,
Eternal and blissful.
Stare into me,
Eyes burn you,
Scar you.
Feel my voice,
Surround you,
Embrace you.
Man has love and death,
I have only love. 10/01/2006
Posted on 10/01/2006
Copyright © 2025 Razel Davies
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 10/01/06 at 01:58 PM Again, you make Vampirism into a very good thing.
"Man has love and death,/I have only love. Excellent write Razel |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/02/06 at 04:19 PM Thought provoking reflective poemisation of Anne Rice's Chronicles. |
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