Like a leech, he drained me.
Slowly at first, until he cut a wound so deep the life cascaded from me like a tsunami.
Bleeding. Dying.
A husk was all that was left.
An empty casket.
A body devoid of a soul.
You have made me a vampire.
Reanimated the dead.
Feverishly I hunt for you.
Desperate for your taste on my tongue.
Kiss me in the dark before the morning sun burns my skin.
Chloe Gorman is a copywriter, aspiring poet & author. Her poetry and fiction leans towards romantic, dark and gothic themes. She has an MA in Professional Writing from Falmouth University for which she received a distinction and is as yet unpublished.