Late night

Secret meetings

She dares not let her heart

Beat where he

Can hear it.


He calls and she

Is there.

Or was there

For a while

A dream or

An apparition

Or maybe just a real girl

Without a heart

To beat for him.


He thinks of her,


She hears his thoughts,

He wonders if he could capture

Her heart



She wonders

If his blood

Is still in her veins.



Or maybe it is something else

That makes her heart beat

At the thought

Of him.


~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman


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