V..oluptuous perfection, he watches
A..s she dreams of
M..ansions and ball gowns, he
P..lots his next move, a plunge deep
I..nto her soft white neck, his pulse
R..acing, hardening he cannot control
E..very fibre of his being on fire
S..leep my beauty, sleep

Very well done.
ReplyDeleteWhew!! My pulse is racing!
ReplyDeleteVery vivid descriptions of the vampire's kiss. He enchants even their dreams...
ReplyDeleteDearest Helen,
ReplyDeleteLove the way you use the hand break suddenly for this soft and sweet ending...
Hugs,
Mariette
lol love the humour of this ... but still my hand protects my neck!
ReplyDeleteFantastic! :-D I love how it unfolds and ends.
ReplyDeleteVampires, yikes. But well done with the voice and the acrostic poem Helen!
ReplyDeleteHaunting yet so sensual! I truly do understand the appeal of vampires. :D
ReplyDeleteVampires, eh? You did this acrostic so well. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteOoh nice one (shivers)!
ReplyDeleteAww! Fantastically done, Helen!
ReplyDeleteOh my! Now my heart is racing at that hardening he cannot control .............
ReplyDelete"I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love" from "Moon over Bourbon Street" by Sting.
ReplyDeleteMy first thought in this poem, where I almost feel pity for the vampire.
It gets eerie thinking about the impending move of the vampire. A sleeping beauty is fair game in most vampire stories. Great, Helen!
ReplyDeleteHank
The tension before the bite. How fun! And wonderfully disturbing...
ReplyDeleteVincent Price sprung instantly to mind! Great acrostic.
ReplyDeleteAn intensely frightful acrostic...well written, Helen!
ReplyDeleteThis is deliciously dark and enticing, Helen! Especially love the reference to mansions and ballgowns .. classic touch!!ππ
ReplyDeleteWell done!
ReplyDeleteSo mesmerizing!
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