Dreams Of Me

Dreams of me

Every night as I watch her restless sleep
In the soft bed in which she lays her head
Quietly I try not to make a peep
Until morning when she wakes from the dead
I hide from the sun when it is rising
My sanctuary I sleep and wait
To me her human form is so addicting
Having her blood lust is something I hate
I watch at night and wonder what she dreams
If it is of me and her heart I'll steal
I will wake her if it's ever of screams
Then to her I will finally be real
One night I will give her my sweet blood kiss
Her blood lust is what I will always miss