Creative Writing Phantom Angel

Once again Vampires rule my mind...I'm obsesed I think...Nah.Just a little over-active in my imagination...

Phantom Angel

The night stirs your blood lust,
Telling you to betray your loved ones trust.
That white and cool skin, That ivory hair.
All hide the evil as you lie there.

You tip her face twoard the midnight sky,
Your lips touch the skin of her neck, and she lets out a cry.
You speak words of comfort as you kiss her one last time,
Before you commit this unforgivable crime.

A last glittering and shimmering tear slides down your face,
As your collect her into your satanic embrace.
The blood of the one so fair flows onto your lush lips,
And she gasps and thrusts against you with her slender hips.

You pull away,And let her die
She never moved after that one last cry,
And you melt once again into the mist,
The phantom angel with a killing kiss

 

so whats wrong with obsession..im obsessed with Korn..well loved it. Love all the poems..Ga' night

 

Your right. There isn't nothing wrong with being obsesed with something.To a certain point that is...I guess I'm obsesed with my chemical romance too.Well this is one of my personal favorite poems that I've written so far...I never realized how much stuff I''ve actually posted on here...