My bright vampire, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you eat, slither and squeak,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the streamline cheek.
Let me compare you to a right stardust?
You are more able, secret and pleasing.
White heat toasts the fine frolics of August,
And summertime has the ideal thesing.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your cross ankle, thigh and humour.
Thinking of your grumpy mood fills my days.
My love for you is the adipose tumor.
Now I must away with a stable heart,
Remember my good words whilst we're apart
