Vampires

Vampires! Holy smoke, there is a blow out,
Am I the forsaken, O noble one?
For I feel him raging deep within:
Burning in desire, wailing for his love.

Hold on, did I ever see him before?
Never with those fangs, long nails.
How could I, for he was fascinating;
Seeping in passion, love, and desire.

But then, a vampire woman fired my desire;
Throwing a pleasant sensation down my spine.
In fear and fascination my loins had quivered,
Legs trembled forcing me back to my seat.

I can see her longing, grasping me to her;
As her deep drawn fangs, go down within me.
I shudder and cry as she draws my strength,
Sipping, blending her blood with mine.

There, I feel my self growing within her,
Mounting, floating, to her sweet wishes call.
Quench my thirst, I suckle at her boobs.
Her juices, supplanting mine with her's.

But I struggle to loosen her steady grip,
Unfazed she sucks from me, deep in wild passion;
Replacing my fear with her vampire blood
In ecstasy, calling me, her 'vampire man'.

In delight I sink my growing fangs deep into her
Clawing her closer to me in vampire worship.
I too must know, vampires replace my blood,
Soul-mates we become in this charming world.

Let her lift me through the purification route,
Into vampire country with her magical charm;
I know, I am her unique love growing within her
Can she really feel me struggle in vampire form?

Vampire’s care not for human dreams,
Can I ever become a vampire; I ask myself?
Or expose the horrific tales of their death,
For me, I know vampires can never exist.