Vampire poetry attempt

Just a little something done a while ago.

A whispered suggestion
When you are on the verge of sleep
And into my arms you will creep
Silent and deadly
The night’s temptress
Succumb to this cold embrace

Soulless and thirst unquenched
I will devour you from the inside
Your screams of pain
They fall on deaf ears
Succumb to this cold embrace

The night’s temptress
My feast has ended
Your body lays cold and silent
Just like the heart in my chest
The night is over, but worry not;
Another will soon
Succumb to this cold embrace