His face is a mask of gloom.
His voice is one of great doom.
In his eyes is such a love for me
That without him I can scarcely be.
His skin is quite deathly pale;
Our fifth date was not a fail–
He told me his secret on that day:
He said, “I’m a young vampire, but, hey…”
He’s never tried to bite me,
And I trust him completely.
Being with him is very surreal,
But I know that what I feel, he feels.
His fangs are sharp and pointy;
But he and I are happy.
We’re like two leaves in the changing wind:
I love my great vampire boyfriend.