Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Smitten then Bitten

I should have known 'twas a mistake
To fall in love with a vampire.
But such strong yearnings he did make.
And set my feelings all afire.
Undead is such a yucky word
For such a sensuous dream hunk,
Who in his whisperings assured
That love was all that he had drunk.
He took me in his arms and held
Me tight. I felt the eager pangs
Of pure passion inside me welled.
The last thing that I saw - the fangs,

'Twas too late to escape this stud.
He bit my neck and sucked my blood.