Two days late but time means nothing
To those that live forever
Tell us your secrets
Show us the way
We’ll pay whatever is needed
Two days late but time means nothing
Stay awhile in my care
I’ll shut Death out at my door
See you’re well cared for
Quell your excited souls
Silence is needed now
Hear I cannot spare what you desire
There is but one cloak

-Lydia Wist

Serpent’s Kiss

She’s bathed in pale ethereal allure.
Drawing men to her as honey draws flies.
Fighting each other to be her amour.
Glamour hiding that her chosen will die.

All they see are her lustrous pearly skin.
Lust filled eyes shining dark bottomless pools.
Hiding the blood hungry demon within.
A shriveled heart drinking others’ as fuel.

At length, the battle yields tonight’s champion.
Lust raging, he’s ready to claim his prize.
Proudly he beams as she smiles and beckons.
Thinking the night will end with his pleased sighs.

Lying close before that last draining kiss.
Her intended meal hears a serpent’s hiss.

-©RedCat

The girl leans close to me across the table
I smell her perfume, sickly as a rose.
‘You want to learn? I do not think you’re able
To know the thing that only my kind knows.’

‘Try me,’ I say, and smile at my joke
She licks her lip and winks a shadowed eye.
‘Perhaps I could,’ she muses and emotes,
‘Teach you what it’s like to be a vampire.

‘Tomorrow, let the full moon light your way
Into the graveyard where you’ll find an oak.
A witch’s headstone nestles at its base.
Meet me there upon the midnight stroke.’

That night I waited freezing by the stone
And yet the night was still. I was alone.

-Liam Smith