A Vampire Blood Moon Covenant ⚰️

A Blood Moon Covenant

The door to my sealed crypt creaked open.
My body quaked with expectation.
This was the foregone night we had pledged
to meet after years of sleep in death.
It was his promise to me.
It was my lover in blood’s promise to me.

I had long been patient and steadfast,
anticipating his return to life.
Would the vow we made eons ago
be remembered and consecrated?
It was our destiny.

On a blood moon night, a pact was made.
We pledged our souls one to the other.
I was his Mistress, he was my Lord
to tread the halls of past and future
for infinitude.

Ravens circled high above my head.
Darkness enveloped Lady Luna.
Dense haze made dank the terra firma.
Tombstones revealed secrets of the grave,
only disclosed to us.

I embraced the stone that bore his name,
etched with the date we last supped as one.
A blood bond was deemed our signet ring.
My release from the coffin came first.
I now bid him to come.

Droplets of blood wet again my lips.
Desire to drink of him increases.
Fresh is taste of sanguine elixir
as I relish our last encounter.
I must now be sated.

The earth heaves and opens before me.
He mystically appears at my side.
Our fangs hunger; the moon glows crimson.
It calls us to consummate our oath.
The feast of blood begins!
Sheila Bowyer Kline
"The blood is the life." - Bram Stoker