by Suzanne Carré

For ever promised with a single kiss,
Forsake my life for immortality;
Together attain a state of bliss;
And join my vampire for eternity—
Embraced, he forced me thus to contemplate,
A value given my soul possess’d,
If whether worth its weight in salt. I rate,
A trifle mass, a pinch perhaps; I guess’d.
So little then, he claimed, to sacrifice,
I realized how I never justified,
By covering my neck, to so entice,
Denying, leaving him unsatisfied.

Prepared his fangs, for me to give him wine,
I let his evil kiss, his bite: divine!

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