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