Blood Trail

The vane of the human body,

Flowing warmth to let us live.

A death, blood that supplies my heart to live,

Mind holders of my sight,

Lips, the lock to another's heart.

Him

Teeth sharper then a knife,

Lips thirsting for a lock,

Blood "none of his own,"

Mind conniving and device.

Eyes spell binding.

His vanes colder then ice that chills his heart.

Love

Only one can make him love.

Forever and Always.

But who is his love?

How do you love a vampire?

Who will love a vampire?

I

I love a vampire with my heart and my blood.

Spills.

Rose's bleed.

Bodies lay down on the cold ground.

And the bodies will never be touched.

Because of his bite I turn cold.

I will share my blood with him forever and always.

And I know how to love a vampire.