[Pexers Write-Ups] YOUR STORY
Author: AprilS Pexers Write-Ups on FB
He came again
like many moonless nights before.
The figure walked, stepped
on the dried leaves of early Fall.
The crushed leaves scattered with the weight
of his body and soled feet.
What was he looking for?
His sad eyes searched
the old wooden bridge
sitting in the fog
in the stillness of the night.
He waits, and waits.
Will she come again ?
It was hard to see,
but he surely will feel her presence.
He waits…almost like eternity
but eternity has to end somehow.
He stood up from where he sat.
Just then he saw the gossamer fabric
and the unmistakable scent float by.
At last she came. A beauty above the rest.
She lingered for a while, unable to see
the man who lusted for her blood.
Then their eyes of a thousand years met
and once again their love story bloomed.
A vampire’s love happened that night once more
till the next moonless night,
when the world lay cold and sleeping.