Sweet Sorrow

A Vampiric Love Poem

I remember that night, your pulse, I could taste,
No cross has had such power like you had over me,
Your beauty transformed me,
I felt no longer a beast,
In your love I became mortally weak
I desired you to be mine eternally,
You would not let me save you from this curse called fate,

a thousand years and death is still victorious,
he mocked my power, as he carried you away,
I should have not yielded, had I known your soon fallen fate,
My love has failed, I am cursed evermore without your beauty, I should have indulged that taste.