Full moon Brings on a party In half lit oak woods Possums and owls Look for the same Shadows With different purpose. Full moon Brings

Full moon Brings on a party In half lit oak woods Possums and owls Look for the same Shadows With different purpose. Full moon Brings
In the dark night They listened For the cry of the wolf But more The cracks of twigs The rustle of leaves The turn of
You Wait At My Door You wait at my door, Your bite still fresh, Your cries Your pleading Your banging The scratching Your love
White Silk, Black Tails – A Vampire Love Poem I was a spirit In white silk with pink roses Bustle in back You in black tails
You wait at my door, Your bite still fresh, Your cries Your pleading Your banging The scratching Your love Astounds me You will not give
I seek you out I attack Then sing the song of my people Loud With gusto And wake the dead And the living To cry