An Alp may be a creature originating from German folklore. It is sometimes related to a vampire, but it's behavior is more like that of the incubus. It's victims are often female, and it usually attacks during the nighttime, controlling dreams and creating horrible nightmares.

We kiss. Juices mingling, his skin hot against mine. I kiss his cheek, then down to a warm neck. Lips brush velvet skin, tongue tracing a moist line along the pulsing heaven of an artery buried beneath. A hoarse whisper escapes his throat, begging for more. Does he know what he asks? I think not, but who would want to disappoint such a needy, yearning being?....not I...

I pull back, drowning in the heady scent of lust and lifeforce. The draw is too strong though, I cannot fight it, do not want to if truth be told.

Many of the world's myths and legends have some basis in fact, which is why they are perpetuated through the centuries. In one case, the idea of a race of nefarious monsters-specifically, vampires-may actually have sprung from a very real and potentially deadly disease that affects thousands of people worldwide.

Out of cold black space came light and earth and water, and out of these came the garden behind my house.

The garden is mine-- or it is me, I'm not sure anymore.

I can walk in my lilac bushes and lilies and the yellow roses and my scalp will be sunburned.
I will wince when I brush my miles of brown hair that night.

I go out on my balcony to look at my garden in the black.
Soon the trellis shudders violently, and he lumbers over the wrought iron rail.

"Io vivo tra piu' paesi, piu' lingue, piu' culture. Mi ritrovo sempre negli interstizi, nei luoghi di passaggio. E' l'unico modo di agire in questa vita noiosa." Traggo queste frasi da un singolare (e assai interessante) romanzo, Il diario di Dracula di Marin Mincu.