the slender vampire

i want to lie in bed
while you gently read
me to sleep

drawn on by warmth
we can twine real close
and taste electric energy

your whispering lips
against my neck

softer
than
the
pallor
of a
blue-gray
dawn

do you sleep at all,
or just bide your time

until
you
evade
the
morning?

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