Immortal Yearning II The last Vampyre...

Hiding in the shadows unseen,
feeding in a world beyond my perceptions…
Changed beyond my recognition…
Have I truly slept so long?
I stand, an echo of bygone days…
An industrial revolution? An age of reason?
My kind, no more… A simple fiction
to scare children in their beds…
A lineage claimed by extinction
in the foot notes of eternity…1

Our proud nobility, our ageless heritage…
Gone… Siphoned to hearsay…
Retold by charlatans and fools,
ridiculed beyond redemption
in a cold, sparse world,
lacking chivalry and honour…
Time has not been kind to humanity,
fore they have lost their hearts…
A new sorrow chills me to my soul,
I’m the last… I’m truly alone…2

I need you more than ever, my love…
You must rejoin me, lead me, through
this harsh, sterile new world that has lost its way…
I must find you, awaken you, sire you…
That we may walk in eternity once more
with a love that transcends the ages…
I feel you, I crave you, I need you…
You tease my perceptions…
You stir my soul…
You awaken my heart…3

By moonlight I search for you,
growing ever closer as I feel your presence
grow ever stronger in my mind…
Projecting my essence to your dream states,
that I may awaken your soul
in recognition of your immortality…
Do you feel me?
Do you yearn for me?
Do you remember me?
So much has been lost to time…4

And so lost have I become…
Seasons pass in a parody of life,
The birth of Spring, the youth of Summer,
The age of Autumn and the death of Winter…
And so I search for you, immune to its cycle,
A relic of Athanasia’s twilight ballet…
I feel you, you begin to reach out to me,
Calling me, beckoning me to you,
Like a siren’s song to this weary traveller…
‘Come to me, my sweet Lucius , Find me, my love…’5

She calls me by name! What diabolism is this?
My Lady, Aelia calls me by name!!!
By the Gods, it is spurious that a mortal
should hold such power… To call out a Vampyre?
To call out a Vampyre of past life cognizance?
What game have the fates conspired?
Frustrated, I must find cover,
Lest I be charred in aurora’s glare…
Clock is ticking… Thoughts are racing…
Soon, I shalt be with thee, my love…6

I found such shelter as to be lorn in its neglect,
full of the most dire wretches that my eyes
have ever beheld,
huddled like vermin to the nest…
They did not even glance at my approach,
but for one piteous knave…
‘Smack, I need smack’ So smack him I did
and fed from his cullion jugular…
Too late I taste of the venin tainting his blood,
decending to my knees in alchemic delirium…7

I awoke latterly, my prey long cold,
his consorts indifferent to his quietus…
Is life so paltry here,
that none would mourn his passing?
This is not my world…
I fear humanity without its heart
become the monsters and demons more so than I…
It was their benevolence and compassion
that made them rich in their pedigree
and savoured in their sapor…8

At eventide I leave in search of Aelia,
she calls to me once more, so close now…
Soon I shall hold her in my arms
and nevermore be sorrowed to solo pursuits…
It has been so very long, loneliness my only companion,
her rebirth, my yearned utopia…
Such was the time of her passing that I craved my end,
that my long slumber be eternal,
disturbed only by hunters of our kind,
to be blissfully lost to Reaper’s kiss…9

But alas, fate brings such kismet happenstance,
that decrees the circle be complete…
That I may sire she who bestowed this life upon me…
Give to her the gift she gave to me, immortality…
She calls to me, no longer in my head,
but on the night air, but a walk away…
Such joy in my heart as I’ve not felt in five hundred years…
She is returned to me…
My dark Angel, my love… My everything…
With tears in my eyes I run to her and her to me…10

We embrace, we kiss, we are lost to the moment…
She wipes the tears from my eyes…
‘My poor, sweet Lucius, you find me at last…
Walk with me my love, let us share this night,
let us share ourselves, let the circle be complete…’
She leads me to her home… She laughs, music to my ears…
It amuses her greatly that she must invite me in
before I can cross her threshold…
She does, so soon are we lost to our passions
in a manner befitting our immortal hearts…11

As one, we quake in frenzied peak,
holding each other tightly as she sits astride me…
‘I love you, Lucius… Remember that’
‘Always’ I smile ‘As I love you’ Tears well up in her eyes,
I move to comfort her and feel the spike of the wood
slide up under my ribcage ‘Forgive me, my love…’
‘Why?’ my startled eyes plead, she holds me in her arms…
‘Our time has passed, I’m setting you free’
She holds me tightly and sobs…
‘You are a nobleman out of your time, sweet Lucius’12

‘You will live again as have I, my love’
I smile through crumbling lips at fates irony,
I smile at the beauty and the poetry of it all
as the unforeseen circle completes…
She who brought me into this life, takes me out of it…
There is no betrayal, I love her more than ever…
Freed by lasting love transcending lifetimes…
I reach out to stroke her cheek one final time
as my hand flakes to dust…
There is no pain, only peace and the chance to live anew…13


Fare thee well my love…14