Night's Child

Child of the Night,
Pale skin of marble 
The somber image of death 
At twenty-three.
Eyes iridescent violet, 
Hair so dark 
Tall, strong and handsome 
So enticing, yet you flee 

Late at night, you come to me
Pools of silver flood my window
Please,
Take me with you
When dawn breaks

I want to be like you 
To spend eternity with you 
In shadows of the moonlit night 
Take me to the darkness 
With your sharp silver kiss. 
Take my life, my breath away
Snatch me from the light.