You are not for the living. You are not for humankind. It speaks to me in my mind. Nosferatu is its name. It yearns for me, As I yearn for it. My heart is set aflutter When it speaks my name. Its dark shadow caresses me during the night, And I can feel its loving bite.
This gave me chills. It’s creepy but kind of beautiful too. Like falling in love with something you know will destroy you.