Vampyre Kiss
As I kiss you softly on the cheek, You look at me, mild and meak.
When you hold me nice and tight,
I think my heart may just take flight.
Our hearts start to soar,
As our jackets hit the floor.
My fangs start to grow,
You probably like it more than I know.
They sink into you,
You only know one thing to do.
You decide that you should stay,
Then you start to say;
"I am in ecstasy,
Now that you have set me free."
Poem number two. (The one that's published)
My Sister
Gee, my sister is neat.
She makes her own songs,
she paves her own way.
Some of her stories are rather long,
but they'remstill happy and gay!
She is very LOUD,
but she still is rather fun.
She gets into trouble alot...
yat she still manages to run.
She's a dancer and prancer,
and a pretty good one, too!
I love my sister,
but she hasn't a clue.
The others will be here shortly.
