I will cut you with a thin blade,
Sweetly wounding madness mind,
I will shred the broken heart
And repair of wounds splinters.
I am - only your pain and despair,
Lonely wolf seed.
Under the moon the sign will thaw,
You won't hold me forever.
I am poisonous and unapproachable.
In vain you squeeze hands-scissors.
I spread black wings,
I will fly away from you at red night.
Wolves howl on a the disc of the moon,
Stellar wind with thee wed.
With candles in hands you look dark dreams,
Only there is no reflection in a mirror.
Vampire s trace
© Copyright: Елена Анциферова Логачева, 2015
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