Deeply in Love with Dracula’s Daughter

Strolling in the graveyard
with roses in my hand.
The fog rolling in,
for her tryst with sin.
A banshee screams,
in my nightmarish dream.

Deeply in love with Dracula’s daughter.

Creatures of darkness
what music they make.
Life in the night, most don't know,
lives in the shadows, which light throws.
Terror runs deep where murkiness falls.
Thirst never quenched from hunger’s call.

Deeply in love with Dracula's Daughter.

Never could fathom
in my wildest dreams.
Life has its own course, it seems
It follows only its own whims
I cannot but help whom I love;
I cannot help that she thrives on blood.

Deeply in love with Dracula’s Daughter

Unmindful of what others think,
I trudge along towards my queen.
Our nuptials to be held on Halloween.
I look forward to good times ahead
But vampires in love with her, are sad
as I will be calling Dracula, dad.

Deeply in love with Dracula's Daughter.

The very thought of her
love-bites after twilight;
her scratching nails all through the night
her bloody kisses just before dawn,
her writhing body against my own,
just stop short of driving me wild.

Deeply in love with Dracula's Daughter.