Author's note: The following poem was published in Spanish language on October 19th, 2019. It is part of a four poem series named Vampire Masquerade. Enjoy!
another promise of eternal life.
I thought it would be one more
where our innocent victims
fall into our illusionary traps.
I thought it would be a boring night
of dance and blood.
But you appeared
under a golden and silver mask
with the strength of an Ancient
your hand wrapping my neck
to drink my blood.
Poisonous blood you are
and you proudly carry it
with no absolut shame
about your condition
and with no care about my race's disdain.
You seduce me with no remorse
and without thinking you abandoned me
with your poison laid
and with tears wringing my pale cheeks.
A son is the only memory
I have from the Vampire Masquerade.
A son that I protect with my soul
hiding him from the world
until you're back.
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