Vampire

I was sitting in a salon one day

Flooded by pheromones and sweet perfume

My hair being coiffed while I stare ahead

When a little taste of death soon appeared

Moving like a dark leopard into view

Thinly clad inside a searing black dress

Cutting her eyes in throat slitting slashes

Nailing everything down in the room

Her draining essence sucking at us all

She enthroned herself upon a high chair

Lifting her long black hair over the back

Letting it fall in a dark veil, she smiled

Her eyes saying all of you mean nothing

Ordering her servant of her desires

Her diamonded hands and ears glittering fire

Opening her phone, dismissing the room

The sight of these vampires is startling

However, it's difficult to pity their victims

They wished and now they receive


© Copyrights G. Jones 2007