This is a vampire poem, not for the fainthearted.

Black, White, And Red

Black satin nights
Sable tresses of a young girl
Swirling beauty, silent ebony
She follows me into the blackness
Into the darkness
Black draped flesh
An ebon curtain
Concealing her
White flesh
Stark as the snow
Bright as the moon
Innocent as a dove
Curtains slip from her
Enticing white flesh
She bares herself to the darkness
The darkness
With white fangs
I sink my fangs into her throat
Red blood
The white is striped with blood
It runs down her body
I drink
She screams
A scream that paints a totured mural
In a moment
I laugh
The blood runs down her breasts
I drink
I am sated
I release the blood streaked form
She falls, blending with the ground
I blend back into the night
I am gone