Death's Embrace

(First of Sarita and Barrett)

Death lingers in the air
I watch the night breeze,
As it gently stirs his hair.

He's watching me,
The moon reflects in his eyes,
His figure cloaked in a shadow,
Mysterious man, pale as marble
I'm fearing, but I do not flee.

He moves closer,
I stand still, 
His beauty paralyzing me.
Standing before me now,
He envelops me in a cold embrace.

He brushes my cheek with his lips,
Moving toward my ear,
I hear him whisper 'Beautiful…'
Brushing my hair away, he kisses my neck.

I shiver, he pulls me close and tight,
Suddenly I feel a swift, sharp pain…
I hear a voice say, 'Do not be afraid…'
I succumb to him without a fight.

I feel my lifeblood drain away,
Yet I no longer care.
I am now swooning in sweet ecstasy
a mere toy in death's embrace,
My life in his control.

He feels warmer now,
My life within him,
He lays me upon the floor,
I watch him, I'm dazed, barely alive
unknowing or caring if I'll survive.

Suddenly I feel warm liquid at my lips,
starving for warmth, I drink
Clinging to the source: His wrist.
Feeling new life surge through me, as the old dies
I convulse and shudder as he jerks his wrist away,
I cry out in panic as I feel myself die,
All fades to black…

I awake suddenly, my senses feel heightened.
I stare around with my new eyes, Vampire's eyes
And I see him standing there,
watching intently, then I hear his voice:
 "The night is yours, Sarita…and you are mine…"