PRELUDE TO A KISS

innocent victims dance around me without the knowledge of the end of an age; for them it seems I have prepared an eternal stage.  like the lights in a nightclub their lives rapidly flicker on and off; patiently I sip the drink of loneliness and with a smile I scoff. 

my strength seems to be running short, not to worry, for in the darkness my chants I will not thwart.  there is no turning back now... I cannot abort – clear will be my stance without distort.

my immortality is what they crave, I come to destroy.  for you see, in this intoxicating rave, the thirst of my fangs I will deploy. 

looking at my pale skinned face they think the candy man has arrived.  can’t they realize their very lives I will seize - from them their blood deprived!

there she is... in the distance I can smell her aroma.  her every move, her swinging body drives me into a coma.  walking toward the scent of this woman assures my fangs will inflict a stoma.

the thumping of the music pulls us closer together; suddenly my hands wrap around her voluptuous body, preparing me to become her tether.

her eyes stare into mine...

her fear is so divine!

every ounce of her is mine!

she cannot resist; I have become her shrine...

as I slide my lips closer to her neck, she gently whispers her plea.  the touch of my lips she feels bless her with a peck; from the sting of my fangs she will not flee.

and then... she succumbs to my PRELUDE TO A KISS.