So, I published the incomplete version of this last night, luckily I don’t think anyone saw it before I deleted it – apologies if you did 🙂 Anyway, here’s take two!
My little homage to Stoker, Polidori, Le Fanu and Byron.
The Vampyre
T’was the evening of All-hallows.
The night that demons play.
Thick mist outside my window.
Plays cover to the fae.
Distant memories echo.
Like voices out of sight.
They beckon me to join them.
Into the cold, dark night.
The pull, I can’t escape it.
It draws me forth into –
A land unknown to mortal souls.
A land of wonder anew.
Curiously I follow.
The whisper in the wind.
Until I found myself lost.
To the song my temptress sings.
Reality or dream.
I could not tell you which.
For darkness doth conceal.
The evil demon’s trick.
Waiting in the shadows.
She continues her song.
In a voice of molten velvet.
A voice that urges me on.
Behind her pitch black blanket –
Of night, a girl appeared.
Her beauty, more than beauty.
My fickle heart, it cheered.
A cloak of pure white satin.
Adorned her porcelain skin.
Eyes like a burning sunset.
Pulled me further in.
Approach, I did, with caution.
When her cloak fell to the floor.
Her flawless skin scorched my eyes.
’twas a trick and nothing more.
For one minute she was there.
Then she vanished with the night.
And I crumpled to the ground.
Passed out at once with fright.
My eyes they opened slowly.
And gazing at the sky –
That scorching ball of fire.
Threatened to burn my eyes.
But ’twas not the sun that woke me.
Just her lips upon my arm.
And teeth as sharp as needles.
She told me “just stay calm”.
My blood it flowed quite freely.
From my severed wrist.
The feeling so euphoric.
Is something I’ve since missed.
Move up towards my neck.
She did with hunger and lust.
And in, she sunk her teeth.
And in her I did so trust.
The penetration of my neck –
Continued without hurt.
And penetrate her back –
I did beneath her skirt.
A writhing knot of passion.
We continued without qualm.
Before the ghouls and demons.
Chanting unholy psalms.
When both our lusts were sated.
We lay still for a while.
Then she said “I’ll see you soon”.
And vanished with a smile.
The next day when I woke.
The sunshine through my curtain –
Burnt my tired eyes.
My head did not stop hurting.
I knew, at once, the culprit.
’twas my angel of the night.
My undead queen had saved me.
From my pointless, boring life.
From my bed I at once rose.
To view myself at last.
In the mirror in the corner.
No reflection did I cast.
But my body now felt strong.
My senses sharp and clear.
My hunger needed sating.
With malice and with fear.
For years I’ve stalked the back streets.
Wreaking havoc where I go.
With my bride I call Marisa.
My paragon and hope.
But not all is perfect.
For, hunted, we are too.
Stalked for all our stalking.
We’d be captured soon, I knew.
A morning ten years before –
This day on which I write.
They took us from our caskets.
In daylight, not at night.
Helpless, I was, to stop them.
As they ravaged my sweet queen.
Then tossed me to the scolding floor.
And hung her from her feet.
Crumpled on the ground I lay.
Staring up at my bride.
Her naked body hanging.
My pain I could not hide.
With one last and brutal sweep.
Of the blade held in his hand.
The hunter took off Marisa’s head.
In the fire it did land.
I howled a raging curse.
To those who did me wrong.
“A death to all your families!
A death, not quick, but long!”
In my head I chanted.
An old demonic verse.
Not scripture from the Bible.
But an evil, painful curse.
The earth it cracked beneath me.
And I fell into the ground.
And escape my certain death.
Well, a second time around.
The next ten years they suffered.
Those who defiled my love.
But little did they know.
Her heart had not been touched.
Her burnt and fleshless skull.
I reattached to her spine.
And slowly she came back to me.
And I whispered…
“You’ll always be mine”.
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Reblogged this on The American Honky Tonk Wannabe Association and commented:
Ok, I’ve just starting writing the final canto for The Vampyre, and to motivate me to get it finished by the end of the week I’m going to reblog the first four canto’s in back to back days, with the goal of having the final canto finished by the fifth day. Wish me luck!