To Never Return
He was my immortal love.
Eternal light fed his veins,
And he gave himself to my fangs.
For that he was a tortured angel.

Like a plague who has found it's prey,
My craving could not be quenched,
For I was a vampire captivated,
Undead, yet dying in his arms.

Intoxicated,
I drank deeply of his soul,
Devouring his flesh,
I drew him deeper into my abyss.

And with every bite, his light withered.
And with me, his wings delved deeper.
And the more I consumed,
The more we were torn asunder.

We were both lost.
I was to die.
He was to never return…

(c)2004 Joseph Palladino