Red eyes burn deep into the night,

Feeling a darkness in my skin,

Something this watching.

He is watching.

From him,

I never can hide.

I am uncertain that I truly want to hide.

To give myself over to the darkness that has wanted me.

Haunted me,

In the form of this dark one,

The wicked one who has been watching me for so long,

So long I cannot even remember.

And as I lay here,

Aching longing for sleep,

I see nothing,

Hear nothing.

But I can feel him here... with me,

Completely.

He waits for me to give in.

Close my eyes.

And I know he is so close to me.

If he took in breath,

I could hear him.

But for breath,

He needs not,

He needs only warm blood,

To caress his icy flesh with heat,

Turn it from white to becoming flushed with the pink of life...

He does not live...

He is dead.

He is dead.

No heart beating in that chest...

He haunts me...

When he watches...

I will sometimes feel what he feels...

Brushing a delicate white rose to his lips.

None can tell me he does not exist...

If they do... he is their end...

And he leaves me to suffer on, under his wicked scrutiny...

And soon, I know, he will make me like him...

Give me that dark gift...

To whisper to me in the dead of night,

All of his beautifully black secrets...

Wanting to twist me into something wicked...

To warp me into loving him.

What if I already do?

He breaks my mirrors...

So I know he is with me...

Dare not switch on that light,

Dare not even light a feeble candle...

Dare not move.

He looms over me,

Eyes lusting garnets,

Leering at me within the dark...

I feel him smile...

Soft lips against my throat...

Lips caressing my throat the way they caressed the white rose...

I do not cry out.

I simply freeze...

As he weakens me,

Draining the life from my veins...

I feel naught.

Close my eyes...

His lips press against mine...

And blood, I can taste...

It tastes so sweet.

I drink as if parched...

Making me kiss him...

Blackness covering blackness,

Feeling myself becoming ever more limp,

As my heartbeat ceases...

Breathing in the blood that seeps between the kiss...

Darkness enveloping me...

Eyes snap open...

The darkness no longer dark, but beautiful,

Eternal.

Seductive.

He smiles,

Garnets of eyes glowing, burning into me.

To be together... always.

Into eternity.

He takes my snow-white hand in his.

The night is calling...