The Vampire and the Mangy Werewolf
The vampire awakens in the cemetery,
bursts free of the dirt packed ground.
She glances up at the starry night sky,
a full moon is shining bright tonight.
She no longer feel the cold biting air,
as a chilly wind caresses her pale body.
Suddenly from along the forest's edge,
she sees a pair of red glowing eyes.
An eerie howl issues from the darkness,
a hairy creature emerges from the trees.
He transforms from a mangy werewolf,
into a tall incredibly handsome man.
The night creatures embrace passionately,
uncaring that their love is forbidden.
Published by Darla M. Beck
MY BIO: My name is Darla and I live in Statesville, North Carolina. I am a mother with two children. I enjoy writing short stories and poems in my spare time. View profile
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