Pale face shines in the moonlight,

Glistening waters, Icy cold,

Liquid Topaz staring bright,

Seventeen again? Or one hundred years old?


Swiftly gliding, tree to tree,

Pearl hand on night's bark arm.

Sound so silent, gently be,

Disturbing never, this gentle calm.


Summer's sunlight once again,

Diamond hand on rainbow skin.

Flawless perfection - even in rain -

Flowing from his crooked grin.


Twilight now, ending soon,

Immortal left until eternity.

Face so smooth, pale as moon,

As the Vampire stands before me.

BBusted BBusted
18-21, F
Feb 10, 2010