Lost

a vampire poem, will appeal to fans of dark fantasy

LOST

Through the centuries
I sought for you, my love

Painstaking, persistent,
Ruthlessly thorough

Till the hollow years melded
Into a century
Of desolate dreams
And empty nights.

Till hope itself was frayed
And wishes grew futile
As prayers to unheeding gods.

Till I rose at the beginning
Of yet another millenium
Dreading the truth
Of your mortality.