The French have had a hard time in history
And with me being around it didn't help
But there beauty in art and women never seem to amaze me
Shortly after the sun was setting but the moon was not quite full
I started to stir in my slumber
I heard a noise or should I say I felt it
Someone was sobbing
I opened the lid to my coffin
And there stood Brielle
Her name means exalted goddess
And that she was
I stood in the pale moon light and asked her what was wrong
She did not know I was there or at least that is what I was lead to believe
She jumped from being startled
"I did not see you " she said
"kom-mohn tah-lay voo' I said
Which meant how are you
She smiled as a tear ran down her face
" Much better now" she said , now that you are here
Being a vampire language has never been a problem
I have been all over the world and never hade a problem speaking the language of the land I was in
One of my powers you see
"I wrote a poem for you today my love" she said
And handed me a peace of parchment
The poem was in French

J'ay Desiré Cent Fois

J'ay desiré cent fois me transformer, et d'estre
Un espirit invisible, afin de me cacher
Au fond de vostre coeur, pour l'humeur rechercher
Qui vous fait contre moy si cruelle apparoistre.

Si j'estois dedans vous, au moins je serois maistre
De l'humeur qui vous fait contre l'Amour pecher,
Et si n'auriez ny pouls, ny nerfs dessous la chair,
Que je ne recherchasse à fin de vous cognoistre.

Je s¸aurois maugré vous et voz complexions,
Toutes voz volontez, et voz conditions,
Et chasserois si bien la froideur de voz veins,

Que les flames d'amour vous y allumeriez:
Puis quand je les voirrois de son feu toutes pleines,
Je me referois homme, et lors vous m'aimeriez.

But I will tell you what it said because it was so sweet
It was called I Want to Be Inside You
And it went like this:

A hundred times I wish I could transform myself
And become an invisible spirit that hides inside your heart
And seeks to comprehend your scorn
Which seems to me so cruel.

I would become master of your emotion.
I would discover the pulse of your nerves
As they flow through your flesh and change
Your disdain. And then I would know you.

In spite of yourself, against your will
I would be a part of your desires and your terms.
And I would chase the coolness from your veins.

So perfectly, love could set fire to you,
Then, when I saw them burst into full flame,
I would step out and be a woman again.

I became flush when I read it
Why you ask
I was in fear that she had found me out
I took her hand and kissed it softly and asked
" Why the tears my sweet Brielle "
She told me that her love for me could be no more
I asked why
But she became silent
I asked again
Finely she replied
" Because I know the truth"
What truth is this you speak of I said
Her heart started to beat faster and it made me lust for her
" I know you're a Vampire" she said
How she came to this conclusion I will never know
I keep to myself most of the time
All but my love for music and art keeps it this way
I only hunt the wicked
But a man gets lonely from time to time
Even if he is a vampire, even more so I guess
I asked her what made her think I was a vampire
She stopped and looked off at the moon
Your so pail she replied…
" So I said, the sun not good for you"
" And I have never seen you in the day light" she said
I prefer the night
" You never age my love, and I have known you for years" she said
I take care of myself and I work out on a regular basis
I could see she was not believing any of this and it started to worry me
I needed to think of something quick to say
"The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough"
Again she smiled but this did not side track her one bit
" My love do not be ashamed of what you are" she said
I was slightly turned on by this
I moved closer to her and asked her " what is it you seek from me my Brielle "
She thought for a moment and said " I seek the night, just as you"
Be careful of what you ask my love
She unties the top of her corset and bare hers beautiful breast
The night air has made her nipples very aroused
" Am I not fetching enough to spend eternity with" She mocks
My hunger for her is doubled now
I cup one of her breast in my hand and lean in for a kiss
She pulls me into a pile of hay and asks me for everlasting life
I whisper in her ear" Let me lie,
let me die on thy snow-covered bosom,
I would eat of thy flesh as a delicate fruit,
I am drunk of its smell, and the scent
of thy tresses
Is a flame that devours"
These words have made her wet with joy
I reach under her dress and to my surprise she wasn't wearing any under garments
Her lips were full from the blood that pumped to them
My hand slipped inside of her from being so wet
"I hunger for you my Brielle"
"Take me my love and make me whole" she said
With my trusty dagger I slit the waist line of her dress
She lie nude in the moon light and so aroused
"I will cover you with love, with caresses, with ecstasy. I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die. I want you to be amazed by me, and to confess to yourself that you had never even dreamed of such transports.... you will never grow old, I want you to recall those few hours, I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them and then die to live forever…"
" I am yours my love" She said
I spread her legs and move in-between them
I lie firmly on top of her, so she will not try and get away
I tease her clit with one of my fingers and massage the lips of her labia with the other
I stair her in the eyes and put her in a trance
"You will be mine now"
I turn her head to the side and see the vain I crave
I sink my fangs in deep
She struggles for a second until almost all her blood is gone
My head spins from all her dreams and nightmares in her head
I sit up and see that she lies limp
With my dagger I slit open my rist and tell her to drink
I put my rist to her lips and she begins to gorge herself
"Slower" I whisper
Take all that is mine my love
She begins to die and terror sets in
She lets lose of my rist and starts to shake
I put my arm around her and tell her
"I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me "
She now has come to notice things she never had before
She hears thing most don't, she see things much better then before
And now she knows the secret
I stand her up and tell her we must hunt before the daylight gets here
For you to get stronger you must hunt
I will find a place for you to sleep when day light is near
This is how I made my love and for many years I have said
"I love thee - I love thee,
'Tis all that I can say
You are my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day."