DRACULA’S DREAM
I dream she’ll dance in the moonlight,
If so, perchance, I’ll soon bite
Her neck, a chalice of soft, smooth silk,
Filled to the brim with warm, sweet milk,
I dream of love and romance, still
I also dream I’ll have my fill.
So, come, let us dance, dear one,
I’ll drink my fill and we’ll have some fun! 🙂