You wait at my door

You Wait At My Door You wait at my door, Your bite still fresh, Your cries Your pleading Your … Continue reading You wait at my door

A need you dare not admit.

A need you dare not admit. Poetry on a Vampire Mom blog? Why? I’ll tell you. People won’t admit they … Continue reading A need you dare not admit.

A Vampire Poem What the heck, I’ll bite your neck. The Werewolf I watch for the moonrise, The fire in … Continue reading What the heck… on poetry and other things.