Like a princess she comes
at the appointed hour
floating like a shadow
through the stillness of night
Her chalk white body
glimmers in the dark
as she flings open her robes
with a brush of her hands
And crouches by my side
and takes me to her lap
and presses my lips
to her pointed white breasts
And lets out a streak
of lightening white milk,
flooding my lungs
with hurricanes of ice
Then disrobes me quietly
like a baby in her lap
and dips her fangs
in my hairless loins
and sucks my blood
night after night.
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