Friday, 22 March 2019

Vampire's Last Meal


Your words swirled round like sensuous dancers
Whispering promises, requesting no answers
Your eyes full of mischief, your hands always seeking
Who knew you would leave my eyes sad and leaking

Broken mirror--pieces spread out on the floor
Fallen, shattered, scattered with the slamming of the door
Reflecting different aspects of what we had before
Searing pain where shards pierced my heart's core

Sweet romance followed by that breaking up ordeal
Stole my lifeblood like a vampire’s last meal
My belief in romance and in myself was blown apart
And a piece of my soul seeped out of my broken heart

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