, ,


Where is the lamp, where is the morn

I forgot... I closed my eyes

held in night's ransom before a martini

a soft touch validating skin

loneliness, a handsome liar

I fell in love with

even liars please

when making love

Where is my Dracula, where is the tomb

I forgot...I closed my eyes

when blood became a carnival

traveling the desert of flesh

and I thought salvation

belonged to the living

but somewhere along the way

I opened my eyes

It was too dark 

© Tammy Mezera 2016

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