Blackest Midnight1
Such fragile beauty,2
mesmerizing, dazzling...3
her smile so bright,4
she is perfection5
in all its splendour.6
Fairest skin,7
flushed cheeks.8
Sparks of cool green flames9
shoot from her fingers,10
tickling me.11
My thin, dark lips12
stretch into what must be13
the most grotesque of smiles.14
Yet she does not cringe,15
nor turn away.16
Creature of light and sun,17
How can she love me so?18
And feel no remorse...19
Her scent20
like rose water,21
mixed with freshly picked jasmine.22
While I reek of blood;23
metallic and sour,24
it hangs on me,25
a second cloak26
covering my deathly pallor.27
She steps close to me;28
Breathing her in.29
Suddenly feeling30
a desire stronger31
than my thirst for blood.32
My lips find hers;33
all questions, queries34
can wait.35
Holding her gently against me.36
Unused to caring,37
or feeling this way.38
Charcoal lips touch her neck;39
her skin so soft against mine open mouth-40
and I feel her stiffen.41
Her arms are rigid around me.42
I can feel the start of magick43
within her fingertips.44
Fear...45
A new emotion surrounds me,46
enveloping me.47
burning in the back of my throat,48
choking me slowly.49
My face is moist.50
Drops of acid on my skin.51
Tears...52
Does she think I'd dare53
taste faerie blood?54
Ancient magick55
coursing through her veins.56
Such power within her,57
but I would never forsake58
our love,59
our trust.60
What good is my word?61
My kind are known62
for lies...63
But her face mirrors my own.64
Her eyes, deep pools65
of unimaginable sadness.66
Does she understand?67
Can she comprehend?68
No time left;69
early morn approaches.70
Sparkling, the orange orb rises.71
Resting my hand upon her face,72
cold fingers trailing73
down warm cheeks.74
Bending, I touch75
my lips to her own.76
And vanish once more.77
* * *78
Holding him off the ground.79
My eyes are black, empty;80
no sorrow,81
nor pity.82
It is nature's law.83
I must survive.84
Sinking sharpest fangs85
into its throat.86
Falling limp,87
This prey is mine to devour.88
Its blood is fairly sweet,89
not many sins, this one.90
Its thoughts become my own91
for a second.92
And then it is over,93
my thirst is quenched for the moment.94
Dropping the carcass on the floor,95
I begin to walk away.96
Hearing footsteps,97
I whirl around.98
There stands my beloved.99
Dressed in liquid silver;100
a breathtaking gown.101
Stepping closer, her smile fades.102
Still 103
I can not help looking104
at her scarlet lips,105
and heart-shaped face.106
Reaching out to touch her,107
but she stumbles back, frightened.108
Confused, I draw my hand back.109
My fingers are tainted red.110
Suddenly seeing myself in her eyes.111
Burgundy rivulets112
dripping down my chin.113
My protruding fangs, a faint pink.114
Quickly licking the blood115
away from my face.116
Wiping sticky hands117
on black pants.118
Too late, seeing tears119
streaming down her cheeks.120
"Opposites of nature,121
we weren't meant to be..."122
Though her words 123
are whispered,124
they are sharper than my teeth.125
Jagged daggers buried deep126
within my dead heart.127
Raising her arms,128
she looks at me,129
fear and sadness on her face,130
and yet a grim determination131
in her captivating eyes.132
Cold with dread I see what she holds.133
In her right; a silver gun,134
holding silver bullets.135
In the other a wooden stake;136
is it meant for my chest?137
Silver can not harm me,138
what is she thinking?139
I cannot read her mind.140
Before I can move,141
she raises the gun.142
It is pointing at me.143
I am saddened144
for her hands do not tremble.145
Does she not honour our love?146
Her finger squeezes the trigger,147
I blink and feel nothing.148
Instead I hear her cry out;149
see her fall towards the earth.150
What has she done?151
Hearing a mindless 152
roar from within,153
I move.154
Catching her,155
reflexes in overdrive.156
The bullet is wedged 157
deep inside her.158
Her life pouring out159
between my fingers.160
Unable to stem the flow.161
She smiles, one last time,162
and struggles to raise her arm.163
I cannot save her164
without changing her165
into a creature of the night.166
Without destroying her very honour...167
But I can join her.168
Staring at the weapon 169
strapped to her limp arm.170
It no longer is my enemy.171
Holding her still,172
supporting her, even in death.173
I raise her arm,174
plunging the stake175
deep into my chest.176
Her eyes close in peace 177
as the fire spreads through me.178
Holding onto her,179
black blood mixing180
with crimson potion.181
Soon it will be over,182
our bodies will disappear.183
Leaving traces of ash behind,184
and nothing more.185
We fade, and vanish,186
melting into187
blackest midnight.188
-Morgana189
Author notes
This poem is very long and if you're looking for a shorter version of it, read I, Romeo. It's just the first half of Blackest Midnight, really...
I also know I sort used poetic license for the whole faerie and silver bullet thing. To those who are hard-core mythological-creature lovers; please find it in your hearts to forgive me. 
Thanks for reading!
-morgana
What did you think? Please comment!
Comments
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thanks.
-morgana
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congrats for the gold, great piece.
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Thanks for the applause and comment. I really loved the idea of a vampire falling in love so I decided to write this.
-morgana
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I love this piece! It is utterly breathtaking. Lve between two creatures is th greatest curse yet the greatest gift. Best of luck
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Yeah, I wanted to really use a lot of symbolism there. I'm glad it worked. Thanks for the comment and applause.
-morgana
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BAM!
this was freaking awesome! i love stuff like this, and have a small collection of it myself. i really like how you portrayed the girl holding the two different ends of this situation in each of her hands, it really tears you in half...extremely well done. kudo points for you! -
Thanks but don't put yourself down! I'm so glad you liked it.
-morgana
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WOW!!! This was amazing, you put my vampire story to shame. I love this the imagery, the feeling, the entire thing. You can feel every emotion in every part of you. Amazing work.
Meg -
You have given this piece so much life with some of the most vivid imagery. As I read through this I was so stunned at how well crafted this piece truly is. You nust have given this a great deal of time.Great job! Good luck in the contest.
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Thanks for your encouragement. I'm glad you liked my poetry.
-morgana
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beautiful dark romance
it is the first poem of yours i've read, and i'm overly impressed. i love the story, the flow, the atmosphere, the sheer impossibility of the set up which makes it such a great romance, and the writing itself. you are very talented, morgana. -
intense
you know, you don't see too many stories written in verse anymore. I have a few on my bookshelf...epics! it was nice to see some young blood doing the old skeletons's work so to speak.
something wicked that way came -
Thanks for the wonderful comment and the applause.
-morgana
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"Fairest skin,
flushed cheeks.
Sparks of cool green flames
shoot from her fingers,
tickling me." <-- killer stanza, plus I liked that you used the color *green* for the flame, very cool ~
Outstanding write..I enjoyed it much! it was very interesting, & just KICK ASS!!
$Mark$
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Thanks, I'm so glad you liked it...
-morgana
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wow...i liked this onealot.. i love tragic romances...they are so emotional...so amazing...great write
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Wow, this is written very well. You're really good with writing stories in poetry form. Yes, this is definitely a dark twist to Shakespeare's 'Romeo And Juliet'. I've seen this story recreated in many different ways, but never like this. This piece was very unique, and I think you did an excellent job with it. Keep up the good work and take care!
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Well this is a read that gripped me from the beginning! Its funny how I find a poem now and then that captures my imagination in a little jar then spits it back in my face with an extra million ideas in it. Great poem and I loved the imagery.
By and By
Evy -
Wow, you found it erotic? I wanted to show a bit of romance, but not so much! When I said "she is perfection in all its splendour", what I meant was this: she is perfection in all perfection's splendour". The "its" refers to splendour, not her, though I can see where you're coming from. Your other suggestions are dead on (I should use spell-check more often), and I'll be sure to edit this poem right after I finish this response. I have no clue what happened to the link, however I will give you the name of the write. It is called "I, Romeo". However, just to let you know "I, Romeo" is just the first half of Blackest Midnight, until the asteriks. I actually did have the idea of Romeo and Juliet when I wrote this *smiles*. Their story has always fascinated me...
Thank you for your wonderful comment!
-morgana
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Excellent
In your author's comment, there's no link, just a backwards slash. Yeah, this was long but I did read it all. It was very descriptive, great word choice and imagery. You engage the all of the reader's sense in this, and make them use their imaginations to conjure up what you tell them about. It's rather erotic, and I don't mind the vampiric references at all. And then the use of magick and references to faeries adds more fantasy to this already wonderful piece. Intelligent word choice, using alliteration in places, makes your reader think and use vocabulary not often recalled. I did not expect the ending, it was shocking and sad. It was somewhat like Romeo & Juliet with a dark fantasy twist. Some suggestions: "its splendour" I am wondering if you don't mean "her", "mine open" could be "my", "NO" should be "No", "ans struggles" should be "and", "Holing on to" should be "holding onto". -
Wow! Thanks, that means a lot to me. I'm so glad you liked reading my work.
-morgana
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...this is incredible...i dont know what to say, so i wont say anything, except that im going to read alott more of your stuff. ::bookmarks it::
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Thanks so much! I'm glad the length of it wasn't a problem, but I am writing shorter poems now lol.
-morgana
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I thought it was long, certainly longer than I'm used to, but that in no way detracted from the poem's wonder! I loved it! Good luck in the contest, I'm glad you entered! So well written!
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lol, yeah I know. I'm working on the length thing. Yuo should read my older poems! On second thought...lol. Thanks for your comment. It was about love between a vampire and a faerie. I didn't realize that the silver bullets would have such a huge impact on the creature...you're seocnd to have mentioned it. I'll have to work around that somehow. thanks!
-morgana
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when i read this piece i liked it, but i thought the vampire was with a human girl, but then it mentioned faerie blood, and i realized i was confused, but i forgot about the faerie reference by the time i got to the part about the silver bullets, i thought well maybe this poem is about a vampire/werewolf love tryst, but then i reread it and understood it better. aside from it being insanely long, it was really good.
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Thank you so much for your kind words and applause. I'm glad you like "Blackest Midnight"!
-morgana
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Thanks for pointing out the mistakes. I'll edit it as soon as i get a chance. I'm so glad you enjoyed reading it .
-morgana
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Enjoy is not the word I would use to describemy feelings on this poem.... REMARKABLE! This is a beautiful heartbreaking write, there are some spelling errors if you would like to go back thru and check it out. GL and I will comment more when I judge the contest. Thank you for you entry.
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great!
wow! i know i've already read and commented on this poem but i just had to read it again! i love this poem, its one of my favourites! -
I am glad you enjoyed the read...not sure if I responded to your lovely comment yet. Lol. I'll be sure to read your works...
-morgana -
This is a beautiful peice...
I love the problems that you bring into play, and the fact that they both die so that they can be with each other. it makes it so much more breath-taking, so much more real...
*Shivers at the imagery and at the wonderful writing*
Any way... As reluctant as I am to leave this poem behind, I must move on and finish reading these poems. *Sigh*
Good Luck!
Shadowdragon -
wow! i cannot express how much i loved this poem! wow i will have to read it again! it was just so sad and heart-breaking to read the end but nice in a way as they are joined together in death. you're imagery was amazing and your descriptions were just beautiful, i adore this poem, great work!
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Excellent
beautiful poem....truly exquisite! you have alot of talent!
Sin, tamarack1pines -
thank u for ur comment, I realize the problem with silver in my poem, but it just sounded so cool to say "silver". ur right of course; nowhere does it say that faeries are affected by silver. Still, I appreciate the comment (u must have a lot of patience to read through all of that!)
-morgana -
wow! just wow! this is probably the longest well kept rythm I have ever seen, and that's simply awsome!!! the whole piece is filled with the most beautiful imagery and words and an enchanting flow, the story is nothing but beautiful, I adore pairs like that, you are one VERY talented author, and I will definetley read more of your stuff, just one little tipp, don't take it wrong, it's not a mistake, we all write in our own worlds with our own rules, but as far as I know legends the fairies are totaly imune to silver, which is also caled fairy- metal, and can be killed only with steal, on the other hand vampires are the ones that have problems with silver bullets- they probably won't kill them, but will harm them, hope you don't mind the little correction, tha poem is all in all an amasin thing, thanks for the wondreful story again, keep writing,
***M*** -
wow this was very long, but very good. the imagry was just great and the feelings were portrayed perfectly and accuratley. very nice job there. i like the love between a vampire and faerie thing, thats great, because it shows the vampire has feelings not just for killing but also for love. thanks for sharing and good luck in my contest!
alwaz~BB -
Not too long for me...
Too late, seeing tears
streaming down her cheeks.
"Opposites of nature,
we weren't meant to be..."
Though her words
are whispered,
they are sharper than my teeth.
Jagged daggers buried deep
within my dead heart
Definately my favorite stanza. I get such imagery from those lines. Thank you for the comment on my poem and I have indeed read Amelia Atwater-Rhodes books. Great reads.
-LordOfTheFallen
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