Tuesday, September 19, 2017

A Vampire's Dream

In the quiet just before Dusk,  I found you again in that beautiful sombre slumber. Oh how I love these cool September dreams taking me back to scents of you, scents of blood and scents of that deep night. 
Years away as time repeatedly reminds me of our misplacement. Yet sleep is my only recourse to reach across it to be in your arms. Each time death finds me, Eternity opens the coffin of our immortal slumber and all is still and silent in our quickened Peace. 
Awakened as night pulls it's presence from my grasp along with your touch, I arise to the redundant repetition of living without you.

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