Intrigued
For his smile was unusually perfect,
I harbor a growing hunger
Met with an overwhelming desire
He approaches me,
Touches my arm with a cool rush,
Asks me to have dinner with him,
Although he didn't eat, simply watched.
I was never frightened,
There was a flaming connection between us.
He told me he loved me two weeks later.
I drank his blood that night,
And he drank mine,
Connecting our blood for all eternity,
He is my love, my maker, my soulmate.
My Dracula.
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