Drink Deep
A/N: It's been far to long since I posted a poem… so here's this one- Inspired by an almost scientific musing into why vampires need to drink blood. My friends say this is verging on the gruesome, I hope it's not to bad… Addressed, of corse, to Drusilla, hence 'my love.'
Drink deep my love.
The humans bleed.
Satisfy your
Blood lust need.
Mortal blood,
Good children bourn,
A perfect meal
For demon spawn.
Thick with vigour
Red with life,
Fuel for violence
And strife.
Nothing's sweeter
To the tongue
Than red blood blessed
By the righteous sun.
On our lips
A saint's a sinner.
Purgatory
Comes with dinner.
Steal a kiss
From life's cold jaws,
Take a life
That isn't yours.
We don't breath
Our hearts don't beat.
We'll steal our lives.
And thus, we eat.