To My Vampire Love by Alex Sweet

My vampire love, how I miss your auburn hair, which is like a fire that flares. I miss your flowery scent, that I sadly must dissent. I miss your ghostly pale flesh, that at times I desire, and not devour. I miss the way you want my blood, like a child wants candy. However, you are not the only one who craves for my red elixir, for there are many. For that I had to depart, but just because my presence is missed, we will never grow apart. I shall miss your autumn hair, your sweet scent, and your devil-like kiss. To you, my vampire love.