Count Dracula

Count Dracula

It vas a time ov thirst, und zearchin,
ze Count, had becharmed thine every secret zeal;
vatever aappened to thee fair virzzin?
vatever aappened to his crepuscular meal?

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My bite I'll hold to thine exquisite neck,
(In Transylvania I'm vaiting, auspicious maid) ,
vas told that virzzins vanished from earth,
therefore vampires shall all be thirsty, I'm afraid.

My Castle, I assert, vill vait for thee,
It is embarrassing for Counts to dine on food,
meanvile red should be consumed like chablis,
vilt thou, fair maid, succumb to my persisting mood?

Hast thou ever heard of my night delights?
Thou vilt dine on rare meat vile listening to tunes from the abyss,
I'll beguile your thoughts under candle lights,
and then (enraptured nymph) thou shalt receive my kiss.

Thou shalt be my companion of benighted doom,
Teetotal I am due to the lack of virzzins,
it is more evident ven thine perfume,
enthralls my Dracula stimulated senses.

I shall be bending on your rest, vith you asleep,
vhere flittermouses zearched the room before,
thine fresh rose crimson I shall reap,
and in the doomed twilight ve shall soar.

Strange Lives

Strange Lives

Still rainbow stands in the air this morn;
The distant forest blooms adorn,
Like promised end that merits near,
Surreal nostalgies appear.

So dream and dream wraiths of their stare,
Amid sea waves and black rocks' fare,
Expending were they - strangers born,
On sepia stills and pictures torn.

Up in the clouds, where wounds don't hurt,
Their tears become the rain's first flirt;
And meet with drops, communion wine,
Deep sorrow brusque - strange lives on line.

How beautiful's this flow of streams
When dancers love and send pure dreams
Where silver wraiths of years eighteen
Meet roses blooms homecoming queen.

On iridescent days and glow
Next to the stream where fair dreams flow,
Regales old promise to relive
And twinkling is ther glance of grief.


copyright 2012, G. Venetopoulos all rights reseved
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