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undefined Vampire He flew to her as she sat in her bedroom Touched down on her face with a powerful kiss She fell to her bed as he landed upon her It happened so quickly she couldn't resist Embraced to submission, she lay uncomplaining As he brushed her hair out exposing her neck Anaesthetised softly with delicate kisses She lay ready for him to make his descent Her neck throbbing softly in time to her heartbeat So soft and unblemished, a peach tinted white He cradled her head and leant over her body And kissed with lips open - jaws closing to bite The heat hits his mouth as the blood trickles slowly The taste is addictive, so rich and so warm Unconscious, she's feeling a rush in her body Excited, she calls out to him "Oh yes!
Vampire
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye . Although the origin of the poem was disputed until later in her life, Mary Frye's authorship was confirmed in 1998 after research by Abigail Van Buren , a newspaper columnist. [ 1 ] [ edit ] Full text The "definitive version", as published by The Times and The Sunday Times in Frye's obituary, 5 November 2004: [ 2 ] Do not stand at my grave and weep,
We don't stand at your grave and weep. You are not there. You do not sleep. You are a thousand winds that blow. You are the diamond glints on snow. You are the sunlight on ripened grain.