Eternal Lovers - poem of vampire lovers by Neil Benson

Eternal Lovers -

From the moment I awake,
my thoughts are of you.
You took my life,
and made me immortal.

Our lives are entwined,
never to part.
Together in bed,
always so close.

You turn to face me,
and my love pours forth.
When you touch my face,
our loving begins.

Your tender kiss,
a nectar of sweet love.
The caress of my body,
sets me aflame.

Our passion grows greater,
at the press of our breasts.
You touch me deeply,
and I'm open to you.

Your fangs flick lightly,
on my sensitive core.
Only a moment more,
and sweet ecstasy is mine.

Now my turn to pleasure you,
and our love is complete.

 

In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. The stories and poems tell of the painful, and sometimes fatal, relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
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Eternal Lovers - A dark poem of vampire lovers by Neil Benson

Eternal Lovers - poem of vampire lovers

  From the moment I awake,
my thoughts are of you.
You took my life,
and made me immortal.

Our lives are entwined,
never to part.
Together in bed,
always so close.

You turn to face me,
and my love pours forth.
When you touch my face,
our loving begins.

Your tender kiss,
a nectar of sweet love.
The caress of my body,
sets me aflame.

Our passion grows greater,
at the press of our breasts.
You touch me deeply,
and I'm open to you.

Your fangs flick lightly,
on my sensitive place.
Only a moment more,
and sweet ecstasy is mine.

Now my turn to pleasure you,
and our love is complete.

 
In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. Dark poems tell of the painful and sometimes fatal relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AERRMIM

My Redhaired Lover- a poem of vampire love- Dark Journeys

My Red-haired Lover

Bright red hair caught my eye. 
A sly, fey smile drew me in.
Musky fragrance made me reel. 
My mind was not my own.

She took my hand in hers, 
and led me to her car. 
As we drove into the night,
her fingers played with my thigh.

She led me into her home, 
and pulled my face to hers. 
Cool lips pressed against mine. 
Her tongue caressed my mouth.

Hot passion burnt my soul. 
She took me to the bedroom. 
As her dress fell to the floor, 
she pulled me to her breasts.
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In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. One story is about the surprise that awaits a mortal man when he has a picnic with the Queen of the forest. In A Problem with Werewolves a mortal male and his beautiful female vampire lover battle a pack of werewolves and a hideous demon. Dark poems tell of the painful and sometimes fatal relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
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My Vampire 's Aura - a dark poem by Neil Benson

My Vampire's Aura

My free will is gone;
your aura commands me.

You draw me each night,
to ecstasy and pain.

you show me your beauty,
but I know it's not real.
Your lovely face
masks a soul so dark.

After the pleasure,
you draw my life's blood.
You keep me alive,
you need me no more.

The weaker I become,
the greater your pleasure.
The time is not long,
when you take my life from me.

Your promises are hollow;
I am one of many.
Bodies strewn through time;
discarded like waste.

Tonight will be special.
I have a treat for you.
The bright, silver dagger,
I found in your dresser.

When you take me in your arms,
I will end your undead existence.
My life is spent,
but others will be spared.

My Red-haired Lover A dark poem of vampire love by Neil Benson

My Red-haired Lover

 Bright red hair caught my eye.

A sly, fey smile drew me in.  Musky fragrance made me reel.

My mind was not my own.

She took my hand in hers,

and led me to her car.

As we drove into the night,

her fingers played with my thigh.

She led me into her home,

and pulled my face to hers.

Cool lips pressed against mine.

Her tongue caressed my mouth.

Hot passion burnt my soul.

She took me to the bedroom.

As her dress fell to the floor,

she pulled me to her breasts.

Soon my clothes were gone.

She stroked me with her hand,

then took me in her mouth.

My body became red hot.

To bed she pulled me down,

and eased me into her.

As ecstasy drove me mad,

her fangs entered my neck.

I cried out in pain and joy.

She whispered you are mine.

I said I was her slave.

Her lover for all time.

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Eternal Lovers - A dark poem of vampire lovers by Neil Benson

Eternal Lovers - poem of vampire lovers

From the moment I awake,
my thoughts are of you.
You took my life,
and made me immortal.

Our lives are entwined,
never to part.
Together in bed,
always so close.

You turn to face me,
and my love pours forth.
When you touch my face,
our loving begins.

Your tender kiss,
a nectar of sweet love.
The caress of my body,
sets me aflame.

Our passion grows greater,
at the press of our breasts.
You touch me deeply,
and I'm open to you.

Your fangs flick lightly,
on my sensitive place.
Only a moment more,
and sweet ecstasy is mine.

Now my turn to pleasure you,
and our love is complete.

 

Undead Embrace - a vampire horror poem by Neil Benson

A dark poem from a mortal to a vampire lover.

Whenever I run,
wherever I hide,
your dark presence finds me.
It fills me with fear.
It fills me with joy.
I try to resist you,
but my will always fails me.
I am drawn back to you,
across distance and time.
Memories of pleasures,
no mortal could imagine.
Feelings of pain,
no mortal could endure.
My resistance is fading,
closer I come.
Your dark Castle in front of me,
where you've lived for all time.
I go to your chamber
to submit to your will.
Your perfect face before me,
a goddess of death.
Your pale white lips
and dark blue eyes
draw me to your netherworld.
Your mind caresses my cheek
and strokes my body
until I am aflame.
Closer you come,
and I show you my neck.
Ecstasy overwhelms me,
with the sharpest of pain.

My Red-haired Lover A poem a vampire love by Neil Benson

My Red-haired Lover

 Bright red hair caught my eye.

A sly, fey smile drew me in.

Musky fragrance made me reel.

My mind was not my own.

She took my hand in hers,

and led me to her car.

As we drove into the night,

her fingers played with my thigh.

She led me into her home,

and pulled my face to hers.

Cool lips pressed against mine.

Her tongue caressed my mouth.

Hot passion burnt my soul.

She took me to the bedroom.

As her dress fell to the floor,

she pulled me to her breasts.

Soon my clothes were gone.

She stroked me with her hand,

then took me in her mouth.

My body became red hot.

To bed she pulled me down,

and eased me into her.

As ecstasy drove me mad,

her fangs entered my neck.

I cried out in pain and joy.

She whispered you are mine.

I said I was her slave.

Her lover for all time.

Undead Embrace - vampire poem by Neil Benson

Whenever I run,

wherever I hide,

your dark presence finds me.

It fills me with fear.

It fills me with joy.

I try to resist you,

but my will always fails me.

I am drawn back to you,

across distance and time.

Memories of pleasures,

no mortal could imagine.

Feelings of pain,

no mortal could endure.

My resistance is fading,

closer I come.

Your dark Castle in front of me,

where you've lived for all time.

I go to your chamber,

to submit to your will.

Your perfect face before me,

a goddess of death.

Your pale white lips,

and dark blue eyes,

draw me to your netherworld.

Your mind caresses my cheek,

and strokes my body,

until I am aflame.

Closer you come,

and I show you my neck,

Ecstasy overwhelms me,

with the sharpest of pain.

Eternal Lovers - poem of vampire lovers

From the moment I awake,
my thoughts are of you.
You took my life,
and made me immortal.


Our lives are entwined,
never to part.
Together in bed,
always so close.


You turn to face me,
and my love pours forth.
When you touch my face,
our loving begins.


Your tender kiss,
a nectar of sweet love.
The caress of my body,
sets me aflame.


Our passion grows greater,
at the press of our breasts.
You touch me deeply,
and I'm open to you.


Your fangs flick lightly,
on my sensitive place.
Only a moment more,
and sweet ecstasy is mine.


Now my turn to pleasure you,
and our love is complete.

Undead Embrace - vampire poem by Neil Benson

Whenever I run,

wherever I hide,

your dark presence finds me.

It fills me with fear.

It fills me with joy.

I try to resist you,

but my will always fails me.

I am drawn back to you,

across distance and time.

Memories of pleasures,

no mortal could imagine.

Feelings of pain,

no mortal could endure.

My resistance is fading,

closer I come.

Your dark Castle in front of me,

where you've lived for all time.

I go to your chamber,

to submit to your will.

Your perfect face before me,

a goddess of death.

Your pale white lips,

and dark blue eyes,

draw me to your netherworld.

Your mind caresses my cheek,

and strokes my body,

until I am aflame.

Closer you come,

and I show you my neck,

Ecstasy overwhelms me,

with the sharpest of pain.

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