I knew it was coming, I heard it coming, but I said nothing.
I felt my worry increase but was afraid he'd think I cared too much and would back off.
I painfully stepped around the glass until he told me what was going on:
I had to cross the razors beneath my feet slowly, as to not cut myself and bleed to death in his sight.
I simply sat silent as he complained to me, yet I felt my shoulders slump, my energy sag.
His pain oozed over my confused flesh and I turned black for him.
My silence scared him away, but he left the glass behind for me.

When the image of the vampire is presented to us, we are filled– even if secretly or subconsciously – with longing. The three most desirable traits of the vampire are his power, sexuality and immortality. In this essay we will be looking at the immortality of the vampire.

That night a brilliant crowd had gathered in Reginald Clarke's house. From the studio and the adjoining salon arose a continual murmur of well-tuned voices. On bare white throats jewels shone as if in each a soul were imprisoned, and voluptuously rustled the silk that clung to the fair slim forms of its bearers in an undulating caress.

removed as per the request of the Author

What is more important
giving her what she wants
or expressing the love
that she knows you feel?

How do you express this love
when the biggest-most important
way to do so is no longer
allowed but is now tabooed?

Why would she fight something
thats a part of me, the person
that she says she loves so much?

She says that she loves me and
I know that its true but than
why wouldn't she want to be with
me so we can both express it to
the other?

Prince Angel
September 13, 2001