The Angelic Demon in Human's Form
Bunnisteffi
Disclaimer: Yakkity-yak-yak. You know it. All works belong to Ms Meyer. The end.
Note: This is a poem about a vampire. No names mentioned. But I'm sure you have a figure in your mind's eye. )
Note 2: I've no idea how to do breaks. So everything is mashed up. Sorry.
Shaped in human's form
With an angel's beauty
But a demon's blood-lust
A vampire
He could be an angel
But for the lack of wings
He could be a demon
But for the lack of true evil
Neither holy nor devilish
Caught between two extremes
Balancing in between
A vampire
His skin was cold
As cold as the poles
Of South and North
His body was hard
As hard as marble
Completely unbreakable
His teeth were sharp
Sharper than a steel blade
That bites through skin
His speed was fast
As fast as a cheetah's
No- Even faster
His eyes were gold
As bright as topazes
Mesmerizing and deathly
So beautiful a being
But with the blood-lust
Of a demon
A vampire
He bites
Pierces through skin
Venom enters
Prey paralyzed
Food
He saw a human
In danger's way
Ha dashes
Pushes her aside
Saved
Such is his evil
And lack of it
Thus a human he cannot be
A vampire
Is he an angel
Or a demon
Or both
Perhaps
An angelic
Demon
In human's form
