Free Vampire Poem: Sex and Blood

Copyright 2010 Leslie Ormandy (all rights reserved)

This vampire poem, "Sex and Blood" is a surprise to me. I very rarely write poetry, and mostly consider vampires to be on the evil side of things. I don't usually do love and vamps.

You slid into me,
And I was all
moist and sweat-wet and
I cried out in the most primal way;
moaning and thrashing under your body
as we moved in the age-old rhythm,
souls merging with the sweet bridge of
your tight embrace and my tight embrace.

Trusting that you would not hurt me
That you would not take this too far,
And you would love me after this all
too brief embrace of souls and bodies
and blood was spent and you had had your
fill.

For this eternal glorious moment I would
be a part of your eternity, part of your pleasure;
your food, your drink, your all.

You slid into me.