Picture courtesy of http://www.forum-srbija.com He sees her in the crowd
somewhere amongst the rabble
A calm among the noisy sounds
of music and babble
he’s in awe of her
a beauty he has never seen
In his soul she burns
this woman from his dreams
Then she turns to look his way
directly at him now
From across the crowded room her eyes play
she smiles and furrows her brow
The next he knows she’s there with him
and together they leave
Under a moonlit sky they grin
both laugh mischievously
And then he feels it
although slight at first
Has he been bit?
as she sakes her thirst
He will be hers forever more
as she drinks his blood
That she drains of his life-force
just a little, just enough
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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