Vampire’s Kiss

Drawing of an open window with pink curtains,. Outside is a bat flying past a full moon. Caption reads: "A window left open to the night."

Vampire’s Kiss poem by Iris Carden

Awaking from a fevered dream,
a memory of mesmerising eyes,
a voice, low and strong fading into the night.
Lethargy. Overwhelming fatigue.
Two small wounds on pale skin,
so much paler than before.
Blood smear on the pillow.
Confusion.  A sense of dread desire
for something unknown.
A window left open to the night.
A sense of something demanded,
something taken,
nothing given in return.
A kiss that always takes and never gives.
He will be back tomorrow.
His kiss will bring her death.

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By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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